East on the Black Coast
Who Talks Now? (Who Shot Ya? Verse)
Who talks now? In front of greatness you now
Oh you're a prayer? I'm Chris religion slayer
Living on the Coast, I like it here the most
For all slutty teens, let us do a toast
Crime after crime, don't dare to interrupt
I don't care no more since everyone is corrupt
Chris isn't the same, I kind of found my lane
Ill inside the brain trying to rule the game
Devil inside of me, THC in my eyes
Answer to the whys, all with filthy lies