Eddie Kingston

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]

Ayo, ayo, ayo

Ayo, I'm in the Aston shootin' out the passenger side

Life is lavish, we classic

Niggas lackin', passing 'em by

Beautiful mind, beautiful rhyme

Drum on the stick, massive

Still packin' **** on Saturdays

When niggas fiend for ****  who had to drive to work

It couldn't swim its like my wrist be automatic, yours is tragic

Pistol plastic, pistol addicts

Brain magic, flip your whole block solo

Split that shit two times if I forgot it's a no go

TNT, ain't nobody seeing me

A shooter on his fifth line, he think he seeing things

Seeing everything, I'm talking wrong things, right things

With the M16, he only nineteen, you'd think he saw green

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]

Forever, I scream

Supreme North Face pocket

Got the order for five fiends

Man slaughter on your recorder

You know the vibes be

Candyman, it's murder when I arrive on the scene

Shit get dangerous, no famous shit

Became the fan favorite

Fools spitting falsified flows, its all flavorless

Got shit in the chokehold, give a **** if I made your list

I made brick money, talking shit, having my way with this

From MDMA, you was 840, I made him pay for zips

Crush a rock with a quarter on the table and take a sniff

Dropped all of my sins on the street corner and saved the blessings

Smoked the trees out the Bible cage, my brain waves is reckless

Rome chapter two, verse three, so watch the way you stepping

Spray the weapon, shells go through FLYGOD [?]

Coming live from where they banging and scamming

Little niggas on jokers stash making more than they parents

A little know-how and your bank profile turn to a dough pal

And cheddar getter aura make all of the hoes go down

Bet against the squad, you picked the worst lane

Stash your **** from the plates that I ate off like Hitler first name

Finesse you like Bernie Madoff in some rehearsed game

Was born with this, seen too many fail, I can't afford to slip

Went from fleeing many felony charges to fortunate

Fly fashion rebel ****ing on your fiancé

Living fast for the funds, did stick ups with Andre

Fast forward, now its 400 dollars when we eat entrees

Your ***** cum to my songs on long play

Repeat the playlist, you just a pion

Everything beyond greatness, GxFR

Get her neck scar, my best fiend from Union Square

Who buy hard, he look like Brett Favre

Work on my aim and be a sharp shooter like Bret Hart

When my shit come on it's the best part, nigga

**** outta here