Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nate G
Performer
ecb
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Paulson
Composer
Cheniki Paulson
Composer
William Paulson
Composer
Samuel Makridakis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel Makridakis
Producer
Smak
Producer
Sean Delander
Producer
Lirik
[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Write my notes, got my thoughts drained out
Got my bag of buds
I feel lifted, I can't stick around 'cause people talk shit
I gotta leave town tomorrow, do business
Windows open, no breeze coming through
Never had space 'n' we needed the room
Dreaming of views for the fam
Two pools and a mansion, they told me wake up from the snooze
[Verse 2]
If it's irrelevant I do not need it
Metres below that bullshit you speaking
That's where I'ma keep it
Tired of making agreements, some days I wake up 'n' can't see shit
I'm chopping this green mix
'N' hearing my name getting called
The enemy saying it all
Bet it for sure that the ones that be hating on Nate
Be the ones rotting straight to the core
Yo
[Verse 3]
Choof the trees then it's back in the grind
Bullshit aside, that shit we drop go cop the top of the line
Nate G with the mines
Step on em 'n' loose your legs, you lagging behind
Who be next? I'm grabbing the mic
At the lab in the night
Chunk tracks in the making
Might slap you twice tryna shade our shine
Bitch, I told 'em it's ours for the taking
[Chorus]
Dope dealer
Signs that we won't give up
Postal
Never on my own
I'm with the
Lord and brodieeezz
Savage games I keep condoning
Ahh
My mind be playing these tricks on me
[Chorus]
Dope dealer
Signs that we won't give up
Postal
Never on my own
I'm with the
Lord and brodieeezz
Savage games I keep condoning
Ahh
My mind be playing these tricks on me
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I think about bad shit, I don't want it
Tired of the fake chumps, they not honest
Came a long way, we rose from that bottom
Now we on top, you cunts are all nonsense
Got my own shit to do, get up off me
My whole team we lit we dem bosses
Round here we call the shots to your posse
Double cup drinking up you can't stop me
Try stop us bitch we just started
I know heaps of dogs they ain't barking
If you think you know them stop asking
You should know right from wrong ya dumb bastard
Cunts think it's funny back out
Pop pills and shit until they black out
I multiply my money and then I cash out
I want big bucks so that's what I'll get Pal
Pray to God because he making moves for me
I be really nothing, He's my true leader
Showing me the way until the last days
So I follow tell the people they gone need him
What be the reason for yous acting stupid?
Wanna say in person but don't and when shit hits the fan
Got you sitting there clueless
ECB is the truth I'ma prove it
[Chorus]
Dope dealer
Signs that We won't give up
Postal
Never on my own
I'm With the
Lord and Brodieeezz
Savage games I keep condoning
Ahhh
My mind be playing these tricks on me
[Chorus]
Dope dealer
Signs that we won't give up
Postal
Never on my own
I'm with the
Lord and brodieeezz
Savage games I keep condoning
Ahhh
My mind be playing these tricks on me
Written by: Cheniki Paulson, Nathaniel Paulson, Samuel Makridakis, William Paulson