[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Let's bring some reality to it
And the whole gang's in here
Yeah, bitch (Bitch)

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly, Dubo]
Hm-hm, okay, EST for life (Woo)
Forty muthafuckin' days, I hustled forty nights (Let's get it!)
I got forty deep behind me, ain't a muthafucker nice (Bow)
Forty Swishas (Bow), forty bitches (Yeah), went from mothafuckin' rice
Shut it down (Down, down), EST we shut it down
All them bitches know what's up, EST we run it now
And if you think that I'm lying, better go ask somebody
I'm just one out of a million, "Laced Up" tatted, riding, shawty, bow

[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, Dubo, Machine Gun Kelly & Slim Gudz]
Okay, now all I know is this hustle (Hustle)
All I want is this cream (Cream)
If you ain't riding then fuck you (Fuck you)
All I got's my team, screaming:
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
Okay, I do it all for my city (City)
All I know's these streets (Streets)
Throw it up if you with me (Let's go)
And until I rest in peace, I'm screaming:
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (Okay, okay; what the fuck?)"
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly, Dubo]
I see they hide when we come 'round (When we come 'round)
Get the fuck down (Yeah)
I am from the city where they {*Bow*}, love that gun sound
I am from the city where they ride 'til the sun down (Yeah, yeah)
Where they die by this tattoo, I rep mine, so what's up now? (What's up? What's up?)
It's that reckless generation, EST my nation
Muthafuck your time you taking, you know Cleveland my location
Straight shots with no chasing, fuck 'em all in they faces
They were sleeping on that shit I spit, so I hock spit in their faces
I can't take it, everybody better get in their places
Me and all of mine are looking like gorillas
We fitted in all black, you would think we racist
L-l-light it up like it's Vegas
Sh-sh-Shutting down all that fake shit (What?)
And not a damn one of these haters (What?) show they faces
They like Craigslist (Dub-O)
Must let it be known (Yeah)
If you-you pullin' up in my city
You better holla "Daddy, I'm home" (Yeah)
Yeah (What? What?), we hustle like no other (Other)
No love for no sucker, 19-double-Xs forever (-ever)
Yeah

[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly, Dubo, Machine Gun Kelly & Slim Gudz]
Okay, now all I know is this hustle (Hustle)
All I want is this cream (Cream)
If you ain't riding then fuck you (Fuck you)
All I got's my team, screaming:
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
Okay, I do it all for my city (City)
All I know's these streets (Streets)
Throw it up if you with me (Let's go)
And until I rest in peace, I'm screaming:
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (What the fuck?)"
"EST (Okay, okay; what the fuck?)"
[Outro: DJ Xplosive]
These muthafuckas don't know the fuck goin' on
It's "EST 4 Life", know what I'm sayin'?
We gon' ride together, get high together
And best believe we gon' die together
I go by the name of "DJ Xplosive", and I'm stayin' for this shit
Ayy, Kells, Dubo, Slim G'z, fuck these hatin' ass n***as
Either they run with us, or they hide from us
Let me know, put them Ls up, lace the fuck up!