Letra de Plug Motivation - EST Gee

In the A with Baby, say it's whole things 'round for fifteen

But he don't know the last year or so l been payin' twelve G's (FOREVEROLLING)

Since last spring I been gettin' 'em cheap like I know Meech

No sleep, pray this car behind me ain't the police

It'll be a drought, I allow the industry to intervene

I know how to do it good as I can rap a sixteen

Clout with the dope fiends, know my dope clean

In and out like the grocery, wrap a whole E

You can vouch if you know me, know my phone ring

In the streets platinum million units, dog, raw fentanyl

A million missed calls, it's been a minute, I'm who they waitin' on

Been involved, tinted window business, I'ma get him gone

Tipped calls say I'm bendin' four fully ARs

Shit nah, that ain't really nothin' to a big dog

Switch cars, wipe the prints off, then it's ditched off

Rich Paul, I connect the dots like a word cross

Chris Paul, only difference, winnin' whatever team I'm on

The floor general, throw the best lob, make sure you dunk the ball

Thought he was turnt but he lied

He changed on me first, so it ain't hurt when he died (Yeah, it ain't hurt when he died)

This shit get worse over time (Damn, I hate the real me)

The streets make you slime, John curt (Damn, I hate the real, damn, I hate the)

But it ain't throwed off as it seem, shit, at least we don't drink green

Shit, ain't least these phones ring, shit, at least we ain't police

Shit, at least I'm good at readin' to see what's good and ain't for me

And at least I ain't switch teams, when it was hard, I got T'd

Turned my t-shirt to a ski, so don't be there when I leave

Face to face, out of state, OT drawin' up a scheme

Make this right and you go left, I got a map where it could lead

Fail cap, rappers way back when trap was losin' steam

So to get it goin', interview in post and speakin' on the kings

Niggas don't buy no B's, of course you don't know me

I think niggas police, I think niggas owe me

Yeah, I'ma make 'em show me, keep on bein' nosy

It's some niggas hungry, whack you for a O-Z

They don't need no co-D's, just a fast yolie

I'm back drinkin' codeine, I'm back takin' RPs

Damn, I hate the real me