[Hook: Slyrex]
Still riding through the East side
And the block still too hot
405 still coming up
n*gga I don't know what you thought
Still thugging like I never left
Hold it down in the new ride
Still wilding in the city, n*gga
They still saying "Woosah!"
[Verse 1: Slyrex]
All my n*ggas getting cake, boy
Ask them how that dessert taste
Sly Savage, that's a scary sight
Put you n*ggas in the dirt mane
How a n*gga finna change up?
Same n*gga since the first grade
I can't forget where I came from
I never left in the first place
I might pull up with the ratchet
Couple racks up in the mattress
n*ggas toting automatics
Got my money doing backflips
Ride out then I re-up
Stacking bread to kick my feet up
When you see me in the street, bruh
Go ahead and cross the street, bruh
[Verse 2: Chris Savage]
Go ahead and cross the street
Oh sh*t, there goes Chris
He pulled up with a black four fifth
Silver bullets, gold tips, tear your flesh apart
sh*t makes no sense
Air it out and then I duck off
Pay some boys in blue to keep them cuffs off
Uninvited parties leave you f*cked off
n*ggas play informant when they plug's hot
Go to county and smile in my mug shot
All my peers got that sh*t out of luck face
Crackers talking bout he found my finger prints
But we covered them triggers with duct tape
Red beam on my springfield, point and aim at a n*gga like laser tag
Four deep in the old Benz with a factory tint and the paper tag
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 bands will go make a n*gga blast off
A couple racks and a plane ticket if I want him to do it with his mask off
Black jag my lifestyle, I double down and then a n*gga cast out
Don't get it twisted, n*ggas b*tches
Go to my old ways and bring that mack out
[Hook: Slyrex]
Still riding through the East side
And the block still too hot
405 still coming up
n*gga I don't know what you thought
Still thugging like I never left
Hold it down in the new ride
Still wilding in the city, n*gga
They still saying "Woosah!"
[Verse 2: Slyrex]
Not when Sly is up to bat
Not when Savage got the mack
Not when Barry got the masks
If n*ggas tryna take my last, I ain't gotta ask
My n*ggas will pull out the straps
I ain't even gotta hold em
I'm next up and I told em
You keep acting like these n*ggas chosen
I'm gonna show ya, I'ma expose em
My flow frozen, this ain't no mumble rap
Or that fake lil gangsta come up rap
Ain't no big-name feature gimmick rap
Or that flow-stealing lil n*gga rap
Or that cosign so I'm on rap
Or that pay-to-play wack song rap
This a league where you do not belong rap
If you see me, you know what I'm on, BLAT