Eddie Franco - cons + pros

One thing I can't do you know I can't fold
You thought I wanted to talk bitch what I came for
What you say though
Going up like volcano
Say it ain't so
They tryna gain my fuckin cheese
Tryna take my bankroll
Walk in the doors
These bitches fuckin like I'm Kratos
All these bitches really iffy
I do not know if they really fuckin with me
I'm in her tunnel late night, Kimmel, Jimmy
Came up off pinching them pennies
Remember we used to go late night
Eating breakfast at Denny's
Sorry girl I been real busy
I hope you understand
Only the Lord could forgive me
Praying when I land
When I wake up at least
I remember going to church on Sunday's
Hair had the grease
Now I'm smoking dope
I done turned into a different beast
Lost contact with the priest
And it's all due to Covid-19
Thought I had it all figured out
Next day like what the fuck is happening
I used to rap just to hit a pen
They was like go on Eddie, rap for me
I don't know about no goddamn train
I'm a fuck this bitch
You could hit her after me
My name being brought up in
Rooms I ain't ever stepped in
I suggest you don't step in
When I hoop they call me Rondo
Only thing is with my left hand
No controller on me
But I hit a dribble combo then I'm stepping
One thing you know I cannot do I cannot fold
Stop with all them jokes it's getting old
I'll admit I'm tryna get my name across the globe
But the way you going about it
You tryna expose me
My heart don't feel your love
Now it's gone foreclose (dead homie)
Sub zero, that shit really froze (damn)
This rap shit it got it's cons and pros
Damn homie (real)

Written by:
Edgar Charles

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