Envy Caine – What More Can I Say / What We Do Lyrics
Artist: Envy Caine
Song: What More Can I Say / What We Do
Still with the same n#gg#s who I started with
But nowadays a genuine understanding is hard to get
In it to win it, gotta go hard like game 7
Any competition ima kill ‘em with the same weapon
Remember I was f#cked up, that was past tense
Chasing cash, jumped in my bag and they been mad since
Struggling to satisfy the ladies so they come to me
Got the situation I’m the one the people wanna see
She be hungry for the dick calling me for extra
Thirsty b#tches wanna sip, I make ‘em drink Svedka
All for anything she might need just a tester
Then I get some head and leave the cab money on the dresser
Beating up the pot, Coka fresh up out the kitchen
Anybody try to cross me they gon’ come up missing
I be really talking to them but they barely listen
Tryna figure out how I do it, you gotta pay attention
When the opps die we smoke them in a spliff
Before you crying “RIP”, go get a grip and do a hit
Any parties or events we only going when it’s lit
Get some liquor, thirsty b#tches always asking for a sip
Blixk or Uber way to ride, taxi, jeweler or a Lyft
At the trap all the broke fiends looking for a fix
Drug dealing or you scamming or you robbing hitting licks
While the feds investigating, paper trailing taking pics
While they pressing 101’s, 201’s with the chip
Got a bunch of blue hunneds, catch me flexing on the strip
Suck a good dick and always talking call her loose lips
Think I fell in love the next day I got a new b#tch
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Walk up in the spot, grab attention, who’s that?
Dick all in her tummy and she got a huge #ss
Need a new number feeling like my line tapped
Broke my iPhone had to get a new jack
Brand new year, different day, same sh#t
Every boulevard, street, ave, lane, strip
Trapping while you jugging, corn feet, same fit
When you level up watch who you hang with
It gotta be the A1 ‘cause I’m picky with the grams
Drop it in a jar watch it bubble in the pan
Arm & Hammer baking soda, mix it make it tan
Chop it then you bag it up, now you making bands
Still remain a threat n#gg#s seen me and they ran
Boxing n#gg#s up ‘cause I’m swiffy with the hands
Dropping videos got me litty on the gram
People recognize me and they listen now they fans
b#tches get drunk, Patron and Henny on demand
Catch me sipping purple on a perky or a xan
Riding in a renty or we jumping out the van
Taking n#gg#s sh#t, drug dealing, busting scams
Snake n#gg#s ratting, writing statements taking stands
Gotta keep a scalpel in case you catch a shooting in the can
Anybody can be friends but every n#gg# ain’t ya mans
It’s 〈.?.〉 to pay attention when it’s hard to understand
I went from Shake Shack to Peter Luge’s eating steak
I want a big house, swimming pool looking like a lake
I need a gold Cuban link while I’m hopping out the Wraith
Daydreaming that I’m rich one day I can’t wait
If money talks then we engage in many conversations
Mixing business and pleasure usually create a complication
Living lies fighting the truth, sometimes it’s hard to face it
Seeing it with your own eyes is the best confirmation
All the old heads always told me I’m mad nice
But I be busy trapping and copping coke at a half price
Burglarizing cribs, made a couple bands on a bad night
Only seeing death started mesmerizing my past life
I was gone for a minute but I’m back at it
I grew up making drugs sales to all the crack addicts
Prescription pills, smoking weed, too many bad habits
Had to watch out for all the haters and the back stabbers
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Release Year: 2017