Listen to E 14th by GQ

E 14th

GQ

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Yeah Big homie actin' up and shit Yeah Town business, town business You know, Jam-Roc That Wisdom out too, get that, you know Yeah Let me take 'em back to them purple and gold days No Nicole Kidman, in my class just Nicole Reyes Dress code, Gap hoodie, beanie and some old Jays One below, granny serving breakfast on a cold trays All I did was hoop and shit Tech playing, rush the gym Cousin said he coming through, triple-double just for him Lil' nigga paid my dues, gimme my exact change Shit, I had Roy Williams sitting at a Mack game I ain't change Still will get eliminated,[?] East Oakland bitch, your bitch gave me a wink she know Jack running back jumping, drunk as fuck, [?] With a chick from Holy names, talking to us, preacher's can't 90 & Mack that where my childhood and mind be at Sleepwalking insomniac no telling where you'll find me at Best friend from seminary, hate that fact Al's closed Havenscourt, Ruth's Steak, had the black and mild clothes Never been a street nigga, I just be around those Don't need no cred Shit, my family fed? Then I'm good bro, yeah [?] going through it, still dealing with wild hoes Family with a home one day, hope we never oust those Blessings worth more than problems Boy you better count those Pray for all my niggas and everyone of their households Chyna growing up on me, just sent me her prom pics Migo turned 3 this year, crazy how time ticks Chapel Hill taught alot, Franklin Street gave me love Leaving Avalon lit, then we hit Miami Subs And that Carolina blue was everywhere the camera was Those rocking Taylors and they was on us like Amber was Bring it to life don't let them ghost story stain the attics Don't blame people just blame their habits Partners had Nike plugs Always threw me kicks before they became established I knew Ray boy played with Mavericks Got you after money, huh? Turn a paper boy into a paper savage Communication remain ecstatic All theses niggas want is fame and Hella wack bitches saying they the baddest Man, they all the same, they're average I just book a plane for practice, Even with some practice you ain't got this I just caught a fly using chopsticks, its funny I use tell a couple folk to watch this, they wouldn't look Now they're telling other folk to watch this, I got this Period, serious when the scotch hit It feel like I'm flying but really I'm still an ostrich This for you, yeah for you, let me talk to my reflection Thanks to Rap's verse I'm confident in my complexion Obama dropped the mic, who's signing at the next election? Millions said he gon' be best at flexing when he done with 24 I seen 24 be done with 60 cat, Mike ain't even leave like that This that E1 flow boy In the deep I've seen sharks turn to a po-boy, oh boy Friends of mine tried to help, granted they just take me for So now when they hit my phone, their name won't show Lotta people hold a grudge I let it go at lightning speed Shout out to my nigga 9th I'm Justice League to Ivy Leagues Real niggas get it where they at, [?] Shooting these lines but I hope the guns get put away And that's real man I've been real before Uber buildings, when Oakland had stupid killings Shaking like moving buildings I'm losing it Shit just gives me the chills man Yeah, for real man For real man And Beas I think this shit is way more than skill man Town nigga Jam-Roc Ya dig
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