[Intro: EBK Young Joc]
I gotta be real
(What's up daddy?)
I'm tired of these n***as man, I ain't gon' lie
They don't be on shit, no paper or nothin' (Ah, ah, ah)
(I already know daddy, them n***as can't fuck with you on your worst day)
(Ah, ah, ah)
Hunnit proof, solid individual (Okay, okay)
Free Dada

[Chorus: EBK Young Joc]
In this bitch high, got me feelin' like a zombie
Why he got it on him, on my momma he don't pop heat
Bust down, they like "Where you goin'?" shit [?]
Doin' what I do and ain't nobody finna stop me
King of drive and I promise twenty seven high speeds
Fully on me, boy you better approach with caution
Think he fuckin' with me, hah, this n***a must have lost it
Thuggin' in a mansion with trappers and bosses

[Verse: EBK Young Joc]
Don't know the half of this shit if you ain't never take no losses
Around five rich n***as, finna be the sixth
Pops always told me, "Gotta get that bag" as a kid
Got baby shakin' ass I'm like damn that shit big
Glizzy gang, you will never catch me with a SIG
If I said that I meant that, n***a it's what I said
Overdoses from this ahh, I bet it put him to bed
N***as better quit it with that Tough Tony shit
Talkin' 'bout you love me but I know you phony bitch (Phony)
Aye Rye, what we on though
Tell me something, why these n***as really bozos
Smoking za this shit got me moving slo-mo
N***as love to talk but ain't even got no drip
Always posin' for the bitches, but pockets filled up with lint
Yeah they hit me five times but nothin' like 50 Cent
In my hood I'm a legend, I promise nobody play
I got pain, whatever n***as wanna do I'm with it
Everytime we bumpin' I got it on me, bitch I'm clickin'
Brrr, better watch out
Duck your taco, this beef rare nachos
Fuck the tribe, when n***as died they ain't even claim Poncho
Now let me not get started 'bout them Fly n***as
It's brazy, these n***as fakie full of lies n***a
Pull up in some ughh, all you gon' hear is
Shit, they like, "What is he drivin'?"
Bitch I fart when I yank off, my shit ain't silent
EBK TCF, bitch we promote violence
Hot head young n***a, I was out here wildin'
[Chorus: EBK Young Joc]
In this bitch high, got me feelin' like a zombie
Why he got it on him, on my momma he don't pop heat
Bust down, they like "Where you goin'?" shit [?]
Doin' what I do and ain't nobody finna stop me
King of drive and I promise twenty seven high speeds
Fully on me, boy you better approach with caution
Think he fuckin' with me, hah, this n***a must have lost it
Thuggin' in a mansion with trappers and bosses (Bosses)

[Outro: EBK Young Joc]
N***as be around all type of shit
Been around the broke, I've been around the rich, feel me
I done been around the middle, feel me, I done been around the plugs
I done been around the real mans, half ass n***as
Done did it all, I did everything the Gz wish a n***a do
N***as ain't worried about nothin' else
I need a bag, on my momma
Comin' for whatever I want
Gz, Jz, South East