(Intro) Hold up, hold up, hold up I don't think ya'll know what's goin on right now We got MGK in the booth He bout to go in MGK Light this bitch up lets go
(Verse 1) Whoever Woulda thought That the little mother fucker from the land Woulda' came up and made them stacks Never was warm in the city So I had to get on the record and come blaze these tracks And I'm all around haters everyday But I guess that's just what fame attracts But fuck that where the bucks at Man I need my green in a box Like apple jacks Matter fact See me in a ride so foreign you can't understand Six feet hittin six G's Here with the 3 so come catch me if you can Speakin ebonics Give a fuck what Mr Webster said Let a smart girl read my dick-tionary I call that Ms Webster head Man I gotta get it When I'm gonna get it How I gotta get it And whenever I do I get that Every moment I want it Cuz every day I be grindin So when you wanna make a move I get that Chip off the block My story in the booth takin off the lock And put the shit back on when I'm on the top So I got the game cuffed up like the cops But I don't fuck with them But the eastside yeah I got love for them Anybody wanna hate on me Then get on my level But you will never ever so I got scrubs for them Yeah and I'm from the city where all the good die young And the old don't make it So we just hang in In the middle ground Ready for whatever boy don't mistake it Bitch I'm from Cleveland Bet they know what we claim Cuz we rylin mother fuckers EST is the game Bitch
(DJ) MGK you killin em right now You Killin em EST is the movement Get with it or get lost MGK you ready to go in? Lets load up another one of them clips boy Lets go lets go lets go
(Verse 2) Whoever woulda guessed that the little white boy From the midwest woulda done fuckin numbers Everybody used to talk down Now the whole world wanna be-fucking-come us We the new team EST Line full of hos out for the VIP Everybody know I'm number 23 When I'm in the court ballin MVP biatch Let me take a little sip of the vitamin water And a little bit of the kushie and I'm good Chillin up in the clouds Wanna fuck my day up man I wish you would Bitch I'm the man No longer the kid Must be the reason why all these grown folks on my dick Get off my ballsack Yall makin my drawers sag Call sax Walk up in that bitch like gimme all dat I never had nothin So what else do you think a little kid with a dream gon' do Ball without a budget like fuck it the middle finger crew Real people love me The jealous try and degrade my name Yall must have lost your fuckin melons Boy I am the game
(DJ) Are you serious Shit You think MGK don't run this shit? MGK twist it up for 'em LEGGO
(Verse 3) They shoulda never let me into the buildin' with a stereo, a pen and a pad I do damage, Can't nobody ever do it like I do since a youngin' I've been going hard I'm the baddest, Everybody from around the way that I knew in the past call me my city's savior, But the people in the class wanna put me in the hole 'cause of my bad behavior.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
