All Day Long
(专辑: Practice Makes Paper - 2019)
Paupa got beats making history, on God! [$tupid Young:] Young nigga, Glock on me with my chains on I
could never switch up on my day ones You can't name one nigga that I
changed on I
been getting to the
bag all day long I
came from poverty, straight out the
mud My niggas ride for me, yeah we some thugs They on the
side of me, strapped with them slugs It's animosity, they show no love Big bag, I
been getting to the
money I
know niggas out here really wish I
bummy Glock twenty-three, tucked by the
tummy Cock it back, pull the
trigger nigga please don't be a
dummy We gon' ride around his block and let them shots off If we catch a
op slipping let them Glocks off All my niggas official and y'all be knock offs Bitch we do this in loving memory of Popoff, uh I
been getting to the
bag, put on for my section I
can't really trust a
soul so I
keep a
weapon Got Balenciaga's on my feet every time I
step in Two fingers with a
thumb, you know what I'm repping Young nigga and I
gotta get my bang on Keep a
Glock every time I
got my chains on Big choppa enemigos we gon' rain on Young nigga I'm just tryna put the
gang on Young nigga, Glock on me with my chains on I
could never switch up on my day ones You can't name one nigga that I
changed on I
been getting to the
bag all day long I
came from poverty, straight out the
mud My niggas ride for me, yeah we some thugs They on the
side of me, strapped with them slugs It's animosity, they show no love [E-40:] Oouuah Decades, decades, I
been in it for decades (Decades) Methane, propane, ninety-one oct-in-ane Cocaine, cocaine coming outta the
gih-name (Gih-name) Magazine that's the
street I
clih-zame Some of my comrades doing it big, some of my comrades doing it small Me personally, I
sell music and alcohol They call me E-40 I'm not a
phony (Not a
phony) The
soil love me like fried bologna (Fried bologna) I'm having my cheese and grits with my prawns and my fried fish Back in the
glory days, I
used to sell hella bricks Then I
went to hibernation and took a
vacation How many years ago? Thirty plus years ago, statute of limitations When I
was flea-flicking, I
was serving the
other side (For real?) But they didn't even know, just me and my guys (The Hills) The
other side can be anywhere in your city (Anywhere) When there was a
drought I
was breaking down zippies (Onions) Biatch! [$tupid Young:] Young nigga, Glock on me with my chains on I
could never switch up on my day ones You can't name one nigga that I
changed on I
been getting to the
bag all day long I
came from poverty, straight out the
mud My niggas ride for me, yeah we some thugs They on the
side of me, strapped with them slugs It's animosity, they show no love