zaedodey, E.C. LoveCraft - ok (prod. kakurokun) Lyrics

And I gotta handle a gun
But don't try to shank, 'cause that ain't the same
They said, "Just do it for fun"
But I see niggas getting booked for the same
This is zaedodey, you changin' your ways
This is zaedodey, boy you not the same
Some niggas fake and they never 'gon change
They think is 'gon be the same
It's 'gon be okay
I told you it's gonna be okay
Keep a strap, I won't fight no, that's no way
Momma told me, "Break bread"
I said, "Ok"
Yeah, we spilling niggas like some OJ
Reload the clip and my opps finna go away
And I said, "My opps finna fly"
Tell your sisters and brothers "Goodbye"
Yeah, and he taking hits to the head
I can see in his eyes that he's scared
Last thing that he saw was a flare
Mask on when I walk through the crib (When I walk through the crib)
I was talking to my bros and, like
I was saying how we're really 'gon make it one day, we 'gon get out but look (Hey, yeah)
Niggas haters, when I get my check up these niggas 'gon be relentless
Boul really 'gon try to test us
We put that boy on a stretcher
Niggas is really messed up
Niggas is 'gon try to stretch us
Niggas is 'gon try to press us
Talkin' lil boy then you messed up (Aye, aye, aye)
It's Eli, nigga lets go
And I gotta keep me a gun
'Cause niggas be hating on me for no reason
Niggas be vipers, they snakes and they like it
These niggas be hating, bitches be some demons
And that's why I gotta keep me a glocky
'Cause you know a nigga gotta play it safe
If you was in my hood, where niggas get booked everyday for no reason then you'd keep a K
No I'm not cappin' in nothing I say
We runnin' raps It's Elijah, Nyzae
Rick & Morty, yeah I'm up with my gang
Don't give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
I told that boy that he better not hate
Them .223 bullets stick 'em in the face
Nigga why are you sad, niggas die everyday
Energetic on my shit I'm like "Hey, Hey"
No, no, no
Please don't call up my phone
All these niggas just be Joe
Please leave my ass alone
Stop calling me "Little Bro"
I'm not your little bro
I got more dough
Then yo' bitch ass ever will
And I gotta handle a gun
But don't try to shank, 'cause that ain't the same
They said, "Just do it for fun"
But I see niggas getting booked for the same
This is zaedodey, you changin' your ways
This is zaedodey, boy you not the same
Some niggas fake and they never 'gon change
They think is 'gon be the same
It's 'gon be okay
I told you it's gonna be okay

And I gotta handle a gun
But don't try to shank, 'cause that ain't the same
They said, "Just do it for fun"
But I see niggas getting booked for the same
This is zaedodey, you changin' your ways
This is zaedodey, boy you not the same
Some niggas fake and they never 'gon change
They think is 'gon be the same
It's 'gon be okay
I told you it's gonna be okay
Keep a strap, I won't fight no, that's no way
Momma told me, "Break bread"
I said, "Ok"
Yeah, we spilling niggas like some OJ
Reload the clip and my opps finna go away
And I said, "My opps finna fly"
Tell your sisters and brothers "Goodbye"
Yeah, and he taking hits to the head
I can see in his eyes that he's scared
Last thing that he saw was a flare
Mask on when I walk through the crib (When I walk through the crib)
I was talking to my bros and, like
I was saying how we're really 'gon make it one day, we 'gon get out but look (Hey, yeah)
Niggas haters, when I get my check up these niggas 'gon be relentless
Boul really 'gon try to test us
We put that boy on a stretcher
Niggas is really messed up
Niggas is 'gon try to stretch us
Niggas is 'gon try to press us
Talkin' lil boy then you messed up (Aye, aye, aye)
It's Eli, nigga lets go
And I gotta keep me a gun
'Cause niggas be hating on me for no reason
Niggas be vipers, they snakes and they like it
These niggas be hating, bitches be some demons
And that's why I gotta keep me a glocky
'Cause you know a nigga gotta play it safe
If you was in my hood, where niggas get booked everyday for no reason then you'd keep a K
No I'm not cappin' in nothing I say
We runnin' raps It's Elijah, Nyzae
Rick & Morty, yeah I'm up with my gang
Don't give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
I told that boy that he better not hate
Them .223 bullets stick 'em in the face
Nigga why are you sad, niggas die everyday
Energetic on my shit I'm like "Hey, Hey"
No, no, no
Please don't call up my phone
All these niggas just be Joe
Please leave my ass alone
Stop calling me "Little Bro"
I'm not your little bro
I got more dough
Then yo' bitch ass ever will
And I gotta handle a gun
But don't try to shank, 'cause that ain't the same
They said, "Just do it for fun"
But I see niggas getting booked for the same
This is zaedodey, you changin' your ways
This is zaedodey, boy you not the same
Some niggas fake and they never 'gon change
They think is 'gon be the same
It's 'gon be okay
I told you it's gonna be okay