Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ea$TSideGho$T , by - A$AP Twelvyy. Release date: 03.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ea$TSideGho$T |
| I was born as a king, I’ma die as a lord |
| Know them niggas can’t stand that |
| Man, I do this shit for Steve |
| I’ma prosper 'til I leave, I’ll die to bring my man back |
| In a fresh pair of Air Max |
| Wilding on fear fact' with them dick eaters and them Benz at |
| I was overseas, brought a tan back |
| Shawty got a body, where her friends at? |
| And I’ma take care of that, she like what I like too |
| Only change your life for a night boo? |
| Then I’m on a flight to that Eiffel |
| Passport stamps, and some haiku |
| Super street fighter, call me Ryu |
| I know some niggas reppin' Piru |
| Sex, money, murder on the side too |
| Bickin' back boolin' through the drive thru |
| Party in the sixty, had to the slide through |
| This is what I ride to |
| Give up pressure, unattested |
| I just might testify against the love |
| If that’s not right bitch I want more |
| Just live so fast, but we live long |
| Your girl know who you hid it from |
| My boy got freed, so so so |
| Took one step back from this life I chose |
| Now it’s time for money, drugs, and fine hoes |
| Money drugs and fine hoes |
| Money drugs and fine hoes |
| Money drugs and fine hoes |
| Hopped off the Chinese bus to Castle Hell |
| Shout out emails and my nigga bills |
| AK, broad day, get a nigga killed |
| Hitman selling contract, done deal |
| Got fans from the U.K. to Brazil |
| Your careers flipping, banana peel |
| Hungry niggas die like abortion pill |
| (God damn!) |
| (For real) |
| Not for nothing, I been hoping for a brighter day |
| 'Cause ever since we lost a big homie I’ve been feeling like I’m 'bout to fade |
| Told my niggas keep it real |
| If you real on the real than you never change |
| I know we out here on the field and we feel how we felt but one day we can |
| levitate |
| Smoking weed for the medication |
| Brain dead but he selling Valium |
| High enough we can celebrate |
| Got our wings, we can fly away |
| Like fuck a rolls, let’s just cop a space ship |
| Get our ones up, let’s cut this cake |
| Like fuck 'em all, went from broke to paid |
| Check the phone, you can see her name |
| Let’s get it on cause we getting paid |
| We hater-proof, that’s just how we stay |
| Fuck around we just made a way |
| We some young niggas livin' |
| Give up pressure, unattested |
| I just might testify against the love |
| If that’s not right bitch I want more |
| Just live so fast, but we live long |
| Your girl know who you hid it from |
| My boy got freed, so so so |
| Took one step back from this life I chose |
| Now it’s time for money, drugs, and fine hoes |
| Money drugs and fine hoes |
| Money drugs and fine hoes |
| Money drugs and fine hoes |