Esu R.A.W. - Headband Lebron

Yeah
Ima get this shit poppin,
I do it myself,
Ima do it real B.I.G. like im Christopher Wallace
They not gonna know what to call it
They just gonna say that that young nigga ballin
Come from the streets where you die pon the westside
Team so deep, bench ride on ya best five
Don't wanna see us at night
My youngins don't know how to fight
We stickin' n movin'
But my youngins shootin
To save they own life
And I let em do them, we all from the trenches
So I only feel that it's right
I thought a nigga still movin grams said sum
Noble
Tryna make a sandwich outta breadcrumbs
Niggas talkin live but I dead em
Wig'll get split I'll crack a melon
Said he got kids,
Sure his babymoms will have sum to tell em
"Daddy a bitch,
Oh he walk like a OG,
And he keep a stick,
Like that shit ain't a crutch and i bet you if he ever pulled it
That he'd get robbed with his own shit"
My name in ya mouth, then my choppers just like my dick,
Have em chokin on his own spit
Niggas ain't got swag wtf made you think you should start rappin
They gon pay for my time,
If yo shit is wack ima make you pay me for mine
I'm ballin I'm ballin I feel like Kareem
Headband Lebron when he was 17
Feedin the family is my only motive
If they ain't come with us then idk them
If I aim and I shoot then I hit,
I'm just worried bout us I ain't worried bout them
The family the business the brothers my money
Make 'em pay you for your time when you know your times comin
If you don't know, now you know nigga
Me and ramze RAW comin at you niggas front and center
She can't ball with me in the winter
If she ain't held me down in the summer
Bitch you know how I'm comin
Said her ex made music
Said that shit thinkin it'd be amusing
Before I even got the chance to change the topic
I was playin my shit and she stopped it
She said, "she don't ever gotta hear none else"
Not that I think that it's sayin much
I'm outta both y'all league
When it come to your music, I've topped it
Ya bitch a whole drop, I ain't drop it
I act like a whole dick, then she topped it
She love me while clearly in love with you,
But why it's always the toxic ones
That be the biggest fans
Be feelin like I'm the biggest man
I'm tripping once I feel like that I'm trippin
The money I'm dripping it's different
The scent on me
Yeah she can smell the success on me
She know that me and God share equal reverence
She cling onto me cuz she kno that they finna let us in
My life like a tribute to Kobe
My verses is like scripture, like king James
Heatwave to the second home coming
You know a goat when he stand the test of time
I'm ballin I'm ballin I feel like Kareem
Headband Lebron when he was 17
Feedin the family is my only motive
If they ain't come with us then idk them
If I aim and I shoot then I hit,
I'm just worried bout us I ain't worried bout them
The family the business the brothers my money
Make 'em pay you for your time when you know your times comin

Written by:
Jesus Zamorano

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