From The East lyrics
by Certified Trapper
[Hook]
I ain't never been sweet, all I ever been was beast
Lowend every day, you ain't never from the east
Play with hoodrich n*ggas, you ain't never from the streets
Way before 50 cent, you ain't never go and meech
[Verse]
Spend a f*cking 50 b*tch, put your ass up on a tee
Got a 50 on me now, I ain't talking 50 G's
Put them hitters on your ass, I ain't talking mini me's
I just reap on them n*ggas, I ain't call them enemies
Put white tees on n*ggas, b*tch I do this sh*t with ease
Finna get my passport, get to balling overseas
On the way to that mil', like my first thousand
I could make 200k, and it work out
n*gga play with me, he a b*tch, get his shirt mounted
n*gga dissing me and he mad, get his b*tch pounded
Certified Trapper, shoutout to that n*gga Falcon
All these f*cking racks, they tryna get a money loan
I'm already rich as f*ck, I'll never have a money outing
Real east n*gga, I could get you, quick hundred thousand
b*tch I'm off the block, light switchy on my chop
He in the stu' every day, but he ain't finna drop
Doing hundred on the knocks, I ain't never finna stop
If a b*tch n*gga diss, then you know you getting dropped
[Hook]
I ain't never been sweet, all I ever been was beast
Lowend every day, you ain't never from the east
Play with hoodrich n*ggas, you ain't never from the streets
Way before 50 cent, you ain't never go and meech