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Everybody Eats
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Conway the Machine
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It's us never them everybody eatn Pull up on the whip everybody sqwueezing Pull it from the hip everybody leaking Pull up off the strip ain't nobody breathing Its us never them everybody eatn (EBE) Its us never them everybody eatn Don't compare me to these poindexter's Different cloth, we not the same texture A heart beyond measure Use Digi scales when the grams measured Hit my mans, he gonna toss extras E.b.e on a gold necklace, I did with no effort Circle the block and then I spray reckless Make sure you Leave everybody on his mothers porch breathless Finish ya dinner or it becomes breakfast (sh*t) S/o to Monsta that's my right hand But if he ever tell then I'm chopping off his right hand And I hope he do the same to me, exactly the same degree Because we took a oath and ain't no changing me I banged the 3 -80 dangerously, while I'm hanging out the sunroof With baby 9 I be so coofed You ever went to CID , told a bunch of lies with the drugs boofed Catch you at the bar, all I heard was yelling don't shoot The intersection you'll be stretched over I f**k the b*t*hes you be stressed over Walked in the living room, seen ya son fort then I stepped over Leave out the kitchen eating leftovers I cop the pounds and I stretch yola, it's a business move Croly st was like a business school Weight it all out and count every dollar, it's the principle Because all mistakes are intentional BADD!! It's us never them everybody eatn Pull up on the whip everybody sqwueezing Pull it from the hip everybody leaking Pull up off the strip ain't nobody breathing Its us never them everybody eatn (EBE) Its us never them everybody eatn Look if you ain't got no body we are not the same If you ain't never shot nobody this is not your lane F'n on me b*t*h this sh*t is not no game (BOOM BOOM BOOM) Wig shot , my young n***as come and pop your brain (Haa) We was in the hood selling straight drop cocaine We got the mop we got the 30 shot Glocks to aim We got the drop, you got the blocks then the robbers came The choppers bang sound like a helicopter came (bthrrrr) I push the lambo truck my b*t*h she rock the range Colorful stones on my neck I feel like Dr strange (Hhahahahahahaha) We getting money I can not complain Two hundred for the rich amili and the watch was plain I'm out on Collins in a drop Mussane Pole on the back seat that b*t*h can drop a plane Tracking the package, pray to GOD that them boxes came Everybody Eat I cop a chain my brother got the same (Talk to em) It's us never them everybody eaten Pull up on the whip everybody squeezing Pull it from the hip everybody leaking Pull up off the strip ain't nobody breathing It's us never them everybody eaten (EBE) It's us never them everybody eaten
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