[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
Woke up in the morning, had to brush my teeth
Turkey, bacon, cheese, eggs, that's just how I feast
Grab my bag, and my .40, mag, racks underneath, ayy (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Eastside the realest, huh (Ay)
Killers got no feelings, huh (Ay)
N***as switch for millions, son
That's why I don't get familiar, huh (Ayy)
Show love, that shit kill ya, huh (Uh)
On shop with that pinion, huh
Talk then I'll consider, huh
Been watch hoes that just slither, huh

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm a real n***a (Yeah), and you want fried dough? Huh (Ay)
Used to get dummy head (Ay) in the Tahoe, uh (Hell yeah)
Almost dropped my blunt from hittin' a pothole, uh (Ay)
Rubber band man, I feel like I'm Pablo, uh
I don't play no games, with no lace, not my steez, huh
Every n***a, squad, big dog, bitch no fleece, huh
Your bitch, she notice me, she in the nosebleeds, huh
Ain't been broke since '03, I'm the old me
[Chorus]
Eastside the realest, huh (Ay)
Killers got no feelings, huh (Ay)
N***as switch for millions (Ay)
That's why I don't get familiar, huh (Yeah)
Show love, that shit kill ya, huh (Ooh)
On shop with that pinion, huh (Ooh)
Talk then I'll consider
Been watch hoes that just slither, huh
Eastside the realest, huh
Killers got no feelings, huh
N***as switch for millions, son
That's why I don't get familiar, huh
Show love, that shit kill ya, huh
On shop with that pinion, huh
Talk then I'll consider, huh
Been watch hoes that just slither, huh