Sir Matthew - Ea'in lyrics

[Verse 1: Hansolo] On my n***as, for my n***as, I'm pulling the trigger, n***a Gotta eat steak, n***as doing moves of faith, like my n***a AKA I'm rolling a doobie, she rolling her eyes It's just daily routine, I'm just living my life 4/20, living, we sipping the Goose Got some vuma, some juice (Got some vuma, some juice) All of my n***as could handle the industry that's the truth Pa** me the 2 and I'm pulling through Mickey Dee's, yeah we eating too Young n***a with an attitude Punchlines till my knuckles bruised 2 Pac, I got the juice Lemon juice just to be specific She said she love me well I say she different She said she love me well I say she different She said she love me well I say she different She in the kitchen She work it She work it [Verse 2: FlexXFillemon] Lets take a walk through my life Dark isle but we got it bright vision in sight 'Bout to drop an album so hard This lyrical venom will bring in every bombard with Got some nice dank chilling in the bong And its already lit Shouts to Muhammad, my homie, the Hook Lord Shouts to Mama, my brother, my sister She finna diss a n***a after hearing this sh** And shout goes out to Tina real quick Shout goes out to bae, if I don't she'll k** me But change of topic Molly got me rocked so I'm poised with confidence We could rule in a matter of minutes so just watch As time ticks, we gone clock in As quick as Hansolo, had people talking 'Bout how he came in the game And made space for the main damn n***as who should be rocking this b**h Order lobsters, some wine, my n***as Got proper b**hes and sh** Champagne on Spades we got deck Game don't change we play next Your man's a lame, he play fetch Bring to loud like no parents Your girl she's out by my appearence You think its cool to be you The Isle gone rule till you choose to bow Its the usual, FlexXFillemon [Verse 3: C.U.P.I.D.O] I've been drunk, hallucinating, feet ain't coordinating Steps still coordinated Balling hard and fornicating No halos nah we ain't no saviours To be honest all these memories just fade to black Doob then booze, the chain reaction Bad chick in the club got a lot a**ests, time lapses fel**tio in the back of the cab then time lapses again Now she's got her back on my mattress Did a lot of bad things and I'm Proud of everyone of them She's a bad girl, her pops wouldn't be proud of her Gaddafi gotta get that cash Mobutu Sese Seko gotta get that cash Nelson Mandela faces be all up on my stacks My team gone k** it for a fact On this track blowing O's like a steam engine Lionel Messi when we finesse it Best believe these emcee's get thee message Its a funeral homie, pay reverence I always make time for my women I'm always gone ride for my n***as, gone ride for my n***as Chilling with Hansolo like Chewbacca Team full of Spartans, f** Clark Kent n***a