E-Cle Pt. 5

Lyrics

[Intro] Man E-Cle still locked up B Guess I still gotta work on this 30,000 [Verse 1] My nigga E-Cle locked the fuck up still I'm in the hundreds about to walk uphill It's been a while since I flew you a kite Sorry for neglecting you whenever I write I been having bullshit of my own nigga I caught a case in Indiana They tried to put a year in my face But that shit ain't shit to the shit that you facing I wish you was facing a blunt in your granny's basement, huh I think about how you was down [?] when you see me I just had one wish for the genie I told her let the nigga E-Cle out early That's all a nigga wanted Everything else really a bonus If hе was outside he's really bе on it No question about it He said I owe him 30,000 bars when 20 surrounds him E cold as fuck The young boy builds steel that is rapping And I'm doing some crazy shit you couldn't imagine Can you believe I got a song with Rock Marci and Ransom? You can't hear it now, I want to throw tantrums I'm still a nigga that don't want a phantom Get ghost in the Buick I still play your music The shit that we made for the Streetwise album That was a whole lot of bars, it still didn't equal 30,000 I'm still writing hard in the paint I did a lot of things lyrically when people said that I can't Imma see you on the outside We gon' put steam in the kitchen like Doubtfire I'm starting to sing [?] I wanted to make you laugh nigga yo I'm lying They locked my nigga Tree up too By the time niggas hear this he gon' be outside sporting the latest. oh Rapping the greatest I got this same ambition from Cle I had to fly a kite that you can see Sheesh [Outro] I still got more to that 30,000 I don't know if I'm at 30,000