Lyrics Flour City - 38 Spesh, Eto

Flour City

Hah'
Yea!
Specialist
Hahaha
They un’know the history my nigga
Word
We was spinning the 'rod years ago man!
Ya' I mean?
Yo…
Yea
Yo
Squeeze Fire
2 strikes out, 3 priors
You grew when you went from 'toast
To the deep-fryers
Can’t keep niggas afloat
I need divers
Can’t keep grips in my coats
No revivers
Eastsider
From the North exact
The 'Pony ain’t say ah word
Watch the 'Horses crack
Niggas fucked the corners up
Bring the porches back
Too late, I chew grapes
Pop ah cork and 'lax
You ate
I blew cake
Better learn me sumtin'
You gone always have to give your attorneys sumtin'
This thing of ours they acting like they worthy of it
My 'thing applaud
Clapping like 30-sumtin'
Standing o-va'
Can’t trust ah man who don’t pray
O-bey?
No way!
Give em' 4 days
(4 days)
Yah
This shit is not for everyone
But I got shots for everyone
Anyone!
Ayo
Erry’day I smoke ah ounce at least
I drove from N-Y to South Beach wit' bricks
And the route was sweet
You know that I ain’t worried bout police
I’m hiding out overseas
In a small city that’s south of Greece
I listen when my accountant speak
Told my bitches
«If you stay down wit me
You get ah house apiece»
Grab my pistol when I’m 'bout to sleep
When you ah' wolf
Only way they get chu is when you counting sheep
Far as streets, Man I been indebted
21 hour road trips
And I’m still feeling energetic
Give me the cash
Or I give 'em credit
All my cars take premium gas
I never did unleaded
All this money made me bigger headed
Why everytime I promise ah bitch sumtin'
I forget I said it?
Get high den' forget where I’m headed
Fuck ah uber and ah Lyft
Your ride gone be ah paramedic
Trust!
38 Strategies of Raw nigga
It’s coming nigga
Y’all got 7 days 'till this mafucker come, huh?
Trust
Know I’m saying?
Trust, huh?
5 shots
5 shots
Y’Know I produced everything on this mafucker
Know I’m saying?
And y’all won’t hear none of this on that 'Raw shit
Know I’m saying?