Lil Eazzyy takes us on a gritty journey through his hustle and loyalty to his crew. The song dives into themes of ambition, survival, and respect in the streets. Lil Eazzyy reflects on his past struggles, from hiding weapons under his mattress to selling drugs to make ends meet. Despite the tough circumstances, he emphasizes the importance of loyalty and having each other's backs, no matter what. The recurring need for a "check" underscores his relentless drive for financial security and success. With vivid imagery and raw honesty, Lil Eazzyy paints a picture of life where every move counts, and nothing is left to chance.
Nothing Left
Lyrics
(Go)
Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one
Go, go, go, go
Still cappin' in this bitch with Danny, on bro
Bitch, I need a check (a check)
I gotta stack in my pocket
He reach, then I shoot for his neck (his neck)
Bitch, give me respect (respect)
Foe'nem be tweakin' on X and them strikers
We gon' make a mess (skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hunnid
It ain't nothin' less (a hunnid)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fent'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothin' left
I remember when a nigga wasn't havin' it
I had a blicky right under my mattress (my mattress)
Uncy taught me how to shoot, I was clappin' it
Fuck around and put a opp in a basket, nigga (boom)
Talkin' tough, you ain't a savage, nigga (you ain't a savage, nigga)
In my hood I'm established, nigga
You say that yo' niggas be shootin' shit up
My opinion is you need some practice, nigga (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Four door with a Drac' in the passenger
We finna sweep up yo' block like the janitor (skrrt)
Don't try to get out yo' character
I see them niggas they beat you on camera (pussy)
Pop me a Perc', I got stamina (stamina)
Pickin' her up then I'm slammin' her (I'm slammin' her)
I remember I ain't have nothin' left in my pocket
Unc' threw twenty grams at her
Bitch, I need a check (a check)
I gotta stack in my pocket
He reach, then I shoot for his neck (his neck)
Bitch, give me respect (respect)
Foe'nem be tweakin' on X and them strikers
We gon' make a mess (skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hunnid
It ain't nothin' less (a hunnid)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fent'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothin' left
Bitch I need a check (a check)
I gotta stack in my pocket
He reach, then I shoot for his neck (his neck)
Bitch, give me respect (respect)
Foe'nem be tweakin' on X and them strikers
We gon' make a mess (skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hunnid
It ain't nothin' less (a hunnid)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fent'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothin' left
I need a thick bitch (thick bitch)
One who'll pass me the stick quick
Dumpin' it all and we bail out (baow)
Bro, got a switch, bet he hit shit
It's a Kriss Vec' on his pistol, it knock him the hell out (grrah)
Harder to trust, lot of niggas be sell outs (uh)
I gotta head out
Love when the money be callin' my phone, I'ma run to the bag
'Til a nigga go check out, uh
Hellcat right off the lot and I'm scratchin' (vroom)
She fell in love with my fashion
Lil' bro send me a plan, I'm blastin' (I'm blastin')
Freak bitch givin' top in a mansion
Ten racks, give her a stack and she active (she active)
She gon' hit the road when I ask it
Fifth-third gimme a chase and its crackin'
What can I say, boy? The money my passion (it's crackin')
Bitch I need a check (a check)
I gotta stack in my pocket
He reach, then I shoot for his neck (his neck)
Bitch, give me respect (respect)
Foe'nem be tweakin' on X and them strikers
We gon' make a mess (skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hunnid
It ain't nothin' less (a hunnid)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fent'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothin' left
Bitch I need a check (a check)
I gotta stack in my pocket
He reach, then I shoot for his neck (his neck)
Bitch, give me respect (respect)
Foe'nem be tweakin' on X and them strikers
We gon' make a mess (skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hunnid
It ain't nothin' less (a hunnid)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fent'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothin' left
Writer(s): Darrell Jackson, Eric Allen
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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