Lawless lyrics

by

Ecco


[Chorus]
All that dirty money I got don't fit in the safe
And my b*tch bad like I got her off the wrong way
Riding through the city while I'm smoking on my dank
Cops trying to stop me, I ain't stop
Yeah, I ran away

[Verse 1: Ecco]
Blessing and a curse when it come to fame
Finally got it but I feel the same
Sipping on that Patron to numb the pain
I see them [?] trying to make off of my name
Tell em lick it off of my ding-a-ling
Got lemons and now dripping off this lemonade
Married to the game, got a wedding ring
If it ain't about the money, we don't entertain it
We don't really do small talk
All I really do is make moves like boss
You ain't never took no losses
All the sh*t I had to go through, what it cost me
Told a lil' b*tch drop it on me
Ever since I've been in high school I was corky
I'm looking for that 228, I'm in
[?] gonna be crazy when I cop it

[Chorus]
All that dirty money I got don't fit in the safe
And my b*tch bad like I got her off the wrong way
Riding through the city while I'm smoking on my dank
Cops trying to stop me, I ain't stop
Yeah, I ran away
[Verse 2: Die Mondez]
Me and Ecco ridin' from the get go
Scammers was giving n*ggas false notes like flasettos
It's trouble if we hopping on the same instrumental
I collected my piece and now I'm stacking it up like a lego
All this smoke up in this room is burning my eyes
Smoking mirrors with most of you n*ggas
I seen it live, you n*ggas is living a lie
You're fronting as a disguise
You n*ggas trying too hard, I can see you're pus*y inside
I kept it solo right through the lows and the highs
Built it from the ground up, I'm still with the same guys
Me and my n*ggas are legends back up in the North side
Now they mention my name when they speaking of top five
I really put in the time, I need a banky to shine
How you expect [?] can relax like half the time
Told you n*ggas the truth out the blue I'm being despised
Go ahead, go let em try, I'ma send em to their demise

[Chorus]
All that dirty money I got don't fit in the safe
And my b*tch bad like I got her off the wrong way
Riding through the city while I'm smoking on my dank
Cops trying to stop me, I ain't stop
Yeah, I ran away
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