LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeEazy (With The Game)
(He was once a thug from around the way)My life was never (Eazy)My life was never (Eazy)Started in my Cutlass clutchin' heat like it's an open ovenPuffin' chronic, Puff and Biggie out the window, speaker subbin'Run into the Crips, it ain't no discussionBullet wounds drenched in HennesseyAnd teaspoons of RobitussinHead up faze, got a few concussion, yeahCompton's amazed, Dr. Dre percussionGod, please grant my nigga eternal life, we need the beatsAftermath whеre you fall asleep, you do not eatAnd my belly is full, gorilla ridin' thе bullBanana clips in the pool, swan dive in Clase AzulThe opps, I'm on they ass, grandmama whoopings in schoolThis Wilmington and Brazil where niggas die in they jewelsToo many Problems, too many YgsSo many ties to dollar signs, easy to end up on EI got shot up like Columbine, the crips descended on meSign my name on the dotted lineThat was vengeance on beatsThis is the way(He was once a thug from around the way)My life was never (Eazy)My life was never (Eazy)There it is, there it wasDon't interrupt just becauseIt's no loveShoulder shrug (Shrug)How I ain't bring nothin' to the table when I'm the table?I'ma turn up the music, wake up the neighborsI'ma get that "Thug Life" tatted 'cross the navelThis is how I am in real life, not just on cable"Mr. Narcissist, " tell me 'bout my arroganceNo more counselin', I don't negotiate with therapistsGod Ye, wanna let God in?But tonight, I guess I'll let my pride winCousin Dre sent me scriptures, helped me see life betterNigga, we havin' the best divorce everIf we go to court, we'll go to court togetherMatter of fact, pick up your sis, we'll go to Kourt's togetherI watched four kids for like five hours todayI wear these Yeezy boots everywhereEven in the shower todayI got love for the nannies, but real family is betterThe cameras watch the kids, y'all stop takin' the creditNoncustodial dad, I bought the house next doorWhat you think the point of really bein' rich for?When you give 'em everything, they only want moreBoujee and unruly, y'all need to do some choresRich-ass kids, this ain't yo' mama houseClimb on your brother's shoulders, get that Top Ramen outGod saved me from that crashJust so I can beat Pete Davidson's ass (Who?)And my new bitch badI know Illuminati madThis that New-minati, bitchThis that two Bugatti richThis that "God did this"Only God did thisThere it is, there it wasDon't interrupt, just becauseAin't no love, shoulder shrugWon't He do it? Yes He doesWon't He do it? Yes He doesWon't He do it?My life was never (Eazy)This next one gon' be (Eazy)(He was once a thug from around the way)(He was once a thug from around the way, easy)(He was-, he was-)(He was-, he was-)(He was once a-, once a-)(Thug from a-, thug from a-, from around the way)
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