Top Songs By Lil Eazy-E
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Eazy-E
Performer
Eric Darnell Wright
Performer
Lorine Chi
Performer
Egberto Foster Jr.
Performer
Brandon Sewell
Performer
Deshaun L Taylor
Performer
TITUS JOHNSON
Performer
Eric Wright Jr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lorine Chi
Songwriter
Egberto Foster Jr.
Songwriter
Deshaun L Taylor
Songwriter
TITUS JOHNSON
Songwriter
Eric Wright Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Sewell
Producer
Deshaun L Taylor
Producer
Lyrics
It ain't over 'till it's over
Fuck you thought I am a soldier
Uh niggers niggers know I'm gettin' closer
Danger all in the mirror in a Rover
All these eyes on me but the world colder
Fuck twelve tell 'em I ain't pulling over
We got that type of money that will never fold up
With the weight of the world on my shoulders
the world weight too big
7 billion hoes in your ass ain't shit
When they try to close in, I tell 'em suck my dick
the world weight too big
7 billion hoes in your ass ain't shit
When they try to close in, I tell 'em suck my dick
Still a hundred miles of runnin' (mile of runnin')
Niggers know just how I'm coming (how I'm coming)
Balling hard, stacking honey (yeah)
Money overflowing (flowing)
Pocket steady bulging
Eazy young while I'm low key
Catch me slide roof foreign rich and roof is blowing (roof is blowing)
Heavy with promotion everything's in motion
You know just how I'm coming you can tell the label running
We want it all fuck a couple hundreds (fuck a couple hundreds)
Big bi'ness, still in it
Big luitenant, independent nigger
Dead presidents keep printin' nigger
Ain't no limit nigger, like peak Miller
Street nigger verified by the nigger roaming wide the nigger certified
I'm on the clock all day and night
Hit the block and it's a scary sight they go E ride (oh shit)
Black and white steady passing while the chopper steady blasting
Niggers know we 'bout to cash in
It ain't over 'till it's over
Fuck you thought I am a soldier
Uh niggers niggers know I'm gettin' closer
Danger all in the mirror in a Rover
All these eyes on me but the world colder
Fuck twelve tell 'em I ain't pulling over
We got that type of money that will never fold up
With the weight of the world on my shoulders
the world weight too big
7 billion hoes in your ass ain't shit
When they try to close in, I tell 'em suck my dick
the world weight too big
7 billion hoes in your ass ain't shit
When they try to close in, I tell 'em suck my dick
It ain't over 'till they punch the clock on
Day one hustler never punch the clock hommie
It ain't over 'till they punch the clock on
Day one hustler never punch the clock hommie
Middle finger to the world
Shit is working out my trigger finger doing curls
Middle finger to the world
Shit is working out my trigger finger doing curls
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