corporate life

2EZ lyrics:

954 to the 850, i was creasin them sneakers (uh huh)
burst thru them doors n make them hear, make sure they aint sleepin (not td)
i been keepin my music going, skar bass blown them speakers

if we knock em down then they restin in peices
their bitch eatin me like reeses no peices
she suckin my dick without any reason
i aint fuckin with a car thats already had keys in it
“is that a metaphor” (yuh) i knew you would see it 
i ditch the 4 door, copped a v8 speedin 
i aint fuck around no more get the bag n im leavin 
i aint fuckin with this world, gonna kill you if we beefin
she lickin on my stick, only ‘round winter season
tourist little bitch, coming south to the beaches
feeling up my scars makes her stomach real queasy (ugh)
she shaking in her knees she can take it real easy

if she can take it easy, she for the streets, see all of the bullshit hidden from me
fuck in the backseat, callin her a taxi, cuz all of the people shed given a ride for a fee
cuttin lines up makin my nose bleed
homies pullin up street smellin like weed
headed to the show, we exceeding lightspeed
front side row i aint sittin nose bleeds

name my dick candy cuz she suckin til she chokes (oo)
callin me lazy, cuz im smoking all this dope (true)
im flying higher, while youre grounded by a rope ay!
look at my neck 14 karat gold ay!
look at my wrist scars covered with that stone ay!
riding with my clique eyes red we stoned ay!
pull up on the scene smoke pouring out the doors ay!
the red dot beamin stick it up onto my gun ay!

shes putting her bean on my gun
get it she callin my dick the one gun
we fucking then fighting then get our day on
her hatred has heightened shes pissing me off
she texting her friends n she tellin them all
how im not the one, seen it out in the stars
“been thinking a while solved it all in the car”
im buying up cash n gold bars in my vault, im in the 5.0 im gone!

if we knock em down then they restin in peices
their bitch eatin me like reeses no peices
she suckin my dick without any reason
i aint fuckin with a car thats already had keys in it
“is that a metaphor” (yuh) knew you would see it
i ditch the 4 door, copped a v8 speedin
i aint fuck around no more get the bag n im leavin
i aint fuckin with this world, gonna kill you if we beefin
she lickin on my stick only ‘round winter season
tourist little bitch, coming south to the beaches
feeling up my scars makes her stomach real queasy (ugh)
she shaking in her knees she can take it real easy

2EZ [prod. ezonthetrack]

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