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EST Gee Ft Yo Gotti – ANOTHER MOMENT WITH GOTTI Lyrics

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ANOTHER MOMENT WITH GOTTI Lyrics by EST Gee Ft Yo Gotti

[Verse 1:]
I been through fake love from fame, all
We got is our name
And I still left the game amazed, how
My card has been played
Eastside when I land, lose or win at the
End of the day
I spend my last five hundred, took a trip
On a plane
Turned it to five hundred bags, they
Went as fast as they came
Even if the quality change, I still rack it
The same
You can be scared or not, nigga chop
Still whack you the same
And I been shot five times, so now if I
Lack, then I’m lame
It’s just karma I got from shit I did back
In the day
Did it great in our lanes, bussdowns, the
Factory planes
From stealing test to sell her, to a
Whole brick of cocaine
Fuckin’ with Jigga before I ever had a
Meeting with Jay
I was meeting my play, corner of Jacob
And Clay
I tell the truth to B.J. and Trey, I won’t
Let them astray
Together we can keep it better ’cause
When we separate we can’t
I invested it , hang coat closet, my
Mama’s the bank
Geeski don’t do it, the streets see your
Influence
When the label asked my plan, they
Have they other artists do it
But favorite thing playing stupid, yo, I
Understand niggas groupies
And I understand how they movin’ and
They pieces, I gotta use ’em
Buy they piece, don’t take they jewels
Shit be fake as hell
I changed my life, foot aches and bails
Bad bitch college apartments, baby, go
Check the mail
Fake name on the box when it come
Erase the paper trail
It’s the look, it ain’t the smell
Talk you into buyin’ loads
Text with my connect, bought a nunch
Of shirts like I’m buyin’ clothers
It’s a different code, you gotta pick up
On when you buyin’ lows
It’s niggas who was ‘posed to make it
Out, but don’t
And that’s just how it go

[Verse 2:]
Yeah like, “Gotti, don’t do it”
But I already did, Gee Shit

This the era of the slimes
When niggas made it fine to cross they
Partners out
Pocket watchin’ nigga, then gon’
Bounce about it
Side with the D.A., they partners
Out
Call each other “brother” like they love
’em, fuck they talkin’ bout?

Hold up, I’ma start the verse over, man
I don’t think these niggas even heard
Me, I said this the era of the slimes
When niggas made it fine to cross they
Partners out
For real, nigga, I ain’t even rapped in six
Months, Gee got me out the house fuck
It, let’s go

I’ma legend and a feon I ain’t rapped in
Months
Bulletproof, found a million dollars ain’t
Drove the bitch once (Pew, pew)
Certified stones 1.7 inside my tennis
Chain
Do it by myself, if I get caught, it ain’t no
Witness, mane
Loaded up them bricks inside my jet
And then I flew it
Landed in my city, dropped the price
And ran through it
Fell in love with Mexico, the lingo I
Speak fluent
Invested my first million in the streets
Before I knew it
Before I knew it
Y’all ain’t even let this check dry, nigga
The ink on the check dry nigga, before
I was calling the plug, know what I’m
Saying?
Told him, “It’s up, nigga, I wanna triple
That what I got last time”
It’s shoes in motion ‘fore I came out the
Bank, nigga, you heard me?
I really turned a half a quarter to a half a
Brick
Stay down when it was rough
And didn’t complain for shit
And then I turned a half a brick into a
Whole load
I’m talkin’ 18-wheler trucks takin’ up
The whole road
It ain’t no apples and no oranges, this
Ain’t nothin but boats
‘Fore I made a dollar off this rap shit, I
Was niggas’ Ghost
It was so many investigations but he
Never told (Shh)
I’m watchin’ niggas fold (Fold)
You niggas really hoes (Hoes)
And it shows
Aye, Gee you know I’m just talkin shit
Mane, you know it’s like
I feel like I ain’t even a rapper no more at
This point, I’m like a street professor or
Some shit, you know what I’m sayin’?
Ha
EL TORO 2, nigga



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