Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gone Be Something, artist - Eearz. Album song Eearz To Da Streets Vol. 1 & Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Eardruma, Interscope
Song language: English
Gone Be Something |
Everything next level |
Everything next level |
Everything I do gotta be next level |
Everything I do gotta be next level |
Even when I die, I’mma be that nigga |
Even when I die, I’mma be that nigga |
I like to book first class one way flights |
No looking back’s the key to life, uh |
I feel like whoo! |
Can’t tell me nothing |
Feel like whoo! |
I’m gone be something |
Look, he talking crazy like he be that nigga |
Nigga stop playing, you don’t see them figures? |
Everybody round wanna be that nigga |
Weak ass squads wanna be my team |
Nigga please, I been the nigga, aye |
Nigga please, I been the nigga long time |
Nigga please, I been the nigga, aye |
Nigga please, I been the nigga long time |
Nigga please, uh hey! |
Shit sound good but you niggas only speaking |
Nigga talking bout he working but I never ever seen him |
I be outchea rolling stones, young nigga so it seems |
See the baby ain’t mine, treat her ass like Billie Jean |
I’mma call the shots like a motherfucking king |
See the shit only pop when real niggas hit the scene |
Living lawless and never flawed, and sho I’mma ball |
Came up ruthless, these diamonds flawless, we deserve all this |
Ones that I was making and never taking up for |
And that’s a soldier, we always rolling close up on ya |
Rise up, we waking niggas up like Folger’s |
Falcons, a desert eagle, and a holster |
Coasting, this that loaded candy coat |
On the block, they gon' call me E the Cosa Nostra |
Fuck with me, I’m the hostest with the most |
Nigga what the fuck you mean? |
I talk that dope, aye! |
I like to book first class one way flights |
No looking back’s the key to life, uh |
I feel like whoo! |
Can’t tell me nothing |
Feel like whoo! |
I’m gone be something |
Bust a hole, this cap and ball, uh |
Focus, I’m on Adderall, nah |
That sound good cause that is all y’all |
Police out here picking up and killing the chillin |
That’s no threat at all y’all |
Looks to me like ya don’t stand for this |
Y’all niggas ain’t that involved |
Guess it’s time for some street protocol, ears to the street |
A dollar that you earned and you spent ain’t shit |
My attitude is «fuck it» cause motherfuckers love it |
That ain’t no pussyfooting, stick to the motherfucking subject |
I swear there ain’t no other niggas in ya trap like this |
The world fucked up with the preconceived notion |
That ya gonna make it if ya only act like this |
If ya ask me, that’s some fucking horse shit |
You turn they fucking thoughts to a fucking force rip |
Shit taught in class wasn’t making no sense |
My history gotta be bigger than a muh textbook |
Let alone a motherfucking chapter |
They fail to tell they children bout before and after |
The prophet father tell me y’all some fucking bastards |
Until we rally up and we demand for answers, hey! |
I must confess, this shit outta whack, uh |
Follow me, we gon get it back, uh |
I like to book first class one way flights |
No looking back’s the key to life, uh |
I feel like whoo! |
Can’t tell me nothing |
Feel like whoo! |
I’m gone be something |