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jay exodus, camoflauge monk & conway the machine - pray for the eastside كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: jay exodus]
uh, eastside n_gga, can’t rock amiris, the pockets too little
ground control, sp_ceship equipped with a shield and some missiles
with us, or you ain’t, either way, we gon’ blast off
n_ggas made no accomplishments, why you mad, dog?
envy twenty_twenty vision ever since you was twenty
down bad and bummy, always talkin’ ’bout old money
for fun, you ran the streets for years, that’s pro_fumbly_rumbly
foundation f_cked for sure and the future’s lookin’ funky
uptown baby, bailey ave where i seen the most
my girl seen my totes and d_mn near caught the holy ghost
took her hands, she had laid ’em on me, she prayin’ for me
five_five, without the scr_ps, so ain’t no one playin’ with me
from a city broke b_tches beg and bash n_ggas not havin’ money
all it take to hit is henny, haze and i have a honey
told you i was cold, caught the flu, now they nose runny
told you i was him and i’m the goat, eatin’ spicy curry
n_ggas wanted smoke, i turned this sh_t quickly to a movie
but this real life, i named my keltec bill murray
nina on my waist, speak no inglés, but she great
this could be your last, all that sh_t talk might seal your fate
frosting on my face from all this cake that i had ate
lactose, but all this cheese in my pockets feel great
slid through on them 808s, sh_t changin’ day to day
never get to comfortable in life, can’t be complacent
zaza in the vintage vase, versaces in the leather case
merlot with the wagyu steak, pistols with extended stay
[interlude: jay exodus & conway the machine]
yeah, yeah
pistol on my waist, through the field everyday
one thing known for certain, that these streets don’t play
trying to stay above it while i age with grace
rest in peace, my n_ggas that ain’t make it to this day
pistol on my waist, through the field everyday
one thing known for certain, that these streets don’t play
i done earned my stripes, i done earned my stake
this money on my mind ’cause the time do pay, yeah
this money on my mind ’cause the time do pay
yeah, yeah, this money on my mind ’cause the time do pay

[verse 2: conway the machine]
uh, gettin’ straight to the money, i ain’t gon’ stall at all (uh_uh)
you talkin’ crazy like you don’t respect your jaw at all (okay)
raised by the gz, sh_t, dough and domani taught us all (my gz)
i bounced back like a spalding ball when i lost it all (hahaha)
cops pullin’ over my foreign car and i’m smartin’ off (‘f_ck you want?)
f_ck your gang, we k!llin’ all involved (uh_huh)
i been this way since i started off
i’m ed reed, heads bleed, these cte bars, you gettin’ carted off
the field (talk to ’em), i’m ill
tuh, you know the drill, got my blower still (uh_huh)
n_ggas talk money, but couldn’t show a mill’ (hahaha)
drumwork the dynasty, my ho a meal
bars hittin’ like brian urlacher when he on soldier field (woo)
this feel like i’m in the spot baggin’ up yola still (‘kay)
for real, and if my name bein’ spoken still, i blow the steel
shoot him in his back, f_ck up his motor sk!lls (boom, boom, boom, boom)
for real, this eastside, may block sh_t, you know the drill (brrt)
machine (yeah)

- jay exodus camoflauge monk conway the machine

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