Allustrious

Lyrics

[Intro: ETO & SmooVth] Huh New Crack Era (Huh?) Winners Hus SmooVth Yo [Verse 1: SmooVth] That's word to me, word to everything I love Turtle doves and white gloves, so absurd to know drugs Just a body with clean intent All my wrongs, I repent The time that I spent gettin' bent, had to hustle just to pay the rent In the crib without a cent, what I meant was I really seen some rough times, that explains the meanin' of my rough rhymes Please refrain from speakin' on past crimes Started off with dimes, dimes turned to twentiеs Twenties turned to platеs, plates turned to big money I'm Big Willy, slap a nigga silly I prefer the .38 but pack a 9 milli' The calm before the storm: that describes Sean Not to be fucked around, you've been warned I teach on songs, y'all ain't fuckin' with my pen And thinkin' that you could is a sin, man [Verse 2: ETO] My young boy livin' street dreams, still he a hooper But he won't make it to 48 and William Cooper Talkin' like he bobbin', but he really a booster They send narcs in my apartment, left-titty abusers Serve 'em cold dishes, OG slide, I learned from old bitches (Swim with gold fishes), don't throw me five They lookin' like it's just me with lonely eyes I'm still livin' next door, there where the coke resides Still bustin' moves 'til it's a rockstar who sung the blues Now they pointin' out me, Hus, and SmooVth Nothin' new, that ain't what experience taught me Only content niggas cool with hearin' Milwaukee Let 'em lie, you ain't get your wins yet? Let 'em fly All I ever wanted to do was stretch a pie Niggas sidestep, I move 'em and step aside Ain't a body we lettin' slide, nah [Verse 3: Hus KingPin] The mnemonic-delirium-plague writer, the cage fighter I kill a nigga' DJ Tell Bad Boy, I'm rapmatic, spin a replay, leather Lazarus I'm on saddest clips, base cells crush Lookin' waved up, playin' for my eighth cup Three hoes in a clique, triple dip, triple play: that's my wave Huh, I'm on the sunny side of the city, uh Where niggas get money, fly, and fuck titties We slung lye, duck Five, feelin' like luck dry Huh, feelin' like love suckin' you dry Had your bitch suckin' me from the side, you a clown You get reacharounds, she bleach her gown when she leave my town Huh, in decent amounts And don't call me with no bullshit, slime, I lock that piece out your mouth It's Wave Lord, homie, mask on like a goalie At The Smoker's Club, niggas call me Bon Jovi, hah [Verse 4: Big Twins] Don't speak my name if you don't know me (What up, dunn?) Try to smile in my face, y'all niggas phony (Yeah) Only ride for my homies (Bar) That held me down since a little kid (Doo-da) Did bids and didn't learn a lesson (Fuck) Still walkin' this Earth, that's a real blessin' (I'm still here) Gun to his head, now his dog confessin' (Blow) I didn't take his life, I had to send a message I'm from a city that's gritty, we paint the town red (Yeah) Hard times for my dunn, he found his kid dead (Fuck) One minute you here, the next you ventin' this (Aha) It couldn't be me, I keep the cannon (Blow) I got a different understandin' (Doo-da) I do what I want without explainin' (Who want it?) With time, I started changin' (Yeah) Infamous clique, we still bangin'