Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Ed O.G
2000
Premo
Yeah
Niggas claim they runnin' this house
They just runnin' they mouth
You ain't sayin' nothin'
Yo
If the opportunity was to present itself
I might just have to go and reinvent myself
Hook up a chick in advance, don't stick whenever the chance
Sometimes I hit, most the time my dick in my pants
It's on dogs, put your life on pause
Your heads wrapped up in bras and drawers fightin' a lost cause
We break laws, give gauze when we break jaws
Findin' flaws in stars and keepin' even with the odds
And head nods, from Spanish red head broads
And stay trump tight with the cards
Went from a meter to a yard, livin' my life scarred
'Cause every minority grow up hard
Blow up hard, illin', get you banned and barred
Soon as you stop sleepin', catchin' you off guard
The very thing is a Barry thing
Either everything is workin', or you workin' for everything
Boston niggas don't play
Live and direct, son
The crew is sayin' somethin'
You know the deal
Will them dogs that smoke blunts with you, throw a punch with you
Or hold it down when you down and them months hit you?
We all got tools, I hate tellin' good people bad news
Everybody livin' by they own rules
Niggas make me so sick, I get nauseous
When I'm in the streets, I always remain cautious
You can get rolled up like an ounce in some Garcia's
Compare my accomplishments to my losses
Everybody wanna wonder what the winner does
On my worst day now, it was better than it was
'Cause money kept is twice as good as money burned
And money won is twice as sweet as money earned
Will there ever come a time when the cryin' ends?
'Cause death is just a moment when the dyin' ends
The very thing is a Barry thing
Either everything is workin', or you workin' for everything
Boston niggas don't play
Live and direct, son
The crew is sayin' somethin'
You know the deal
Boston niggas don't play
Live and direct, son
The crew is sayin' somethin'
You know the deal
Alcohol and weed is my vices
To see my daughter smile is priceless
I leave the nicest lifeless
Return like Christ in a crisis
Take this American pie and distribute out slices
Black enterprises who take it to the wire
And shine so bright, niggas need a sun visor
MCs search the seven seas and wind up fishin'
There's little to no competition when I appear like an apparition
Your repetition kept you in the same tradition, same position
Same old rapper, same old mission
The game won't listen
We got two thousand new ways to shine and glisten
Ed O.G. is to rap what Pedro's to pitchin'
Nowadays if you dissin', you could wind up missin'
But if you ain't under God, you goin' under hard
And we gon' be the main event and y'all the undercard
The very thing is a Barry thing
Either everything is workin', or you workin' for everything
Live and direct, son
The crew is sayin' somethin'
Boston niggas don't play
Live and direct, son
The crew is sayin' somethin'
You know the deal
Boston niggas don't play
Live and direct, son
The crew is sayin' somethin'
You know the deal
Boston niggas don't play