Chris Romero - Cold On the Eastside lyrics

[Verse 1: StrypeZ] Dropping my my smoke Sitting on the back of the rock blowing Os Thinking of a plan to devise with my bros Cause im tryna get this money it ain't funny i know We got the fingers to the media Tried to open up my mind like it was wikipedia Put the city on my back cause it's a new millennium We all bleed the same blood why should i fear anyone. Thats anyone Rappers i be k**ing them Starting what im finishing K.o then i finish em I want the want range rov Let my chains hang low Tryna play with us but playa you can't hang tho Im django, master of the painful Flying over heads something like i am a halo Whenever i'm floating i be feeling like an angel I be with the team holding it down like a staple You're abel, i am cain Doper than the mary jane mixed with c**aine Stressing out my talent got me going insane Flowing like the waters you're a clog in the drain Clear the ash, dope in the bag Taking out the garbage cause you rappers are trash I'm on my three six Going up with each hit Goons down to ride with the gloc and the mask Manage all the bombs when im sitting in the co*kpit Got the whole world freaking when im finna drop this Apex predator remorse is not an option Told my fam relax, told my momma i got this Got a problem i'll solve it You dont get a funeral cause you keep talking Say you're spitting but homie you coughing Putting all the lames in the game in a coffin. Getting all the Ws like i was from the westside Roll another L then prove i'm better than the next guy Seen alot of things but i've never seen the techs fly I'm not new phinest let me get a co-sign