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MP6 - E-40 Lyrics



MP6 - E-40 Lyrics




(Boom!)
No I ain't trying hard, No I ain't that type of guy (Type of guy)
I just woke up, I just woke up in the morning, See a demon in my eyes (In my eyes)
I just woke up in the morning, (Great day to be f*cking alive)

I ain't trying hard, No I ain't that type of guy
I just woke in the morning, See a demon in my eyes
I just woke up, And got high (Wokeup!)
I just woke up and got fly (Aye, Bitch!)
Slam and slide with it, The doors are suicide (Huh, Bitch!)
And I'm fly, I just woke up in the sky (Huh, huh)
I just tried so f*cking hard
So I had to testify
In the kitchen flipping bricks
Yeah, We touch the f*cking sky (Boom!)
With the bands up
Call me Bill Nye (Huh, Bitch)
F*ck her feelings (F*ck em!)
Like we going to the ceiling (F*ck em!)
Like we running for the killing (F*ck em!)
Like we going for a stealing (Aye, ayy)
Like we going for the killing (Bitch!)
Douse Amoxicillin in millions (I'll be gone, I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
I'll be gone for a minute, I'll be gone for a minute
I'll be gone for a sentence (I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
Pray to god but she sinning
Swear to god i'm just winning (Aye, ayy)
(Aye, ayy, ayy)

Got a couple tricks up my sleeve (Up my sleeve!)
And you thought I was finished
You thought I would leave, You don't know (You don't know!)
You don't know what I think (You don't)
Twisted thoughts with a cup full of pink

Homie chainz (F*ck em!)
He's a lame, He never made it once, Yeah, He never made a play (Okay!)
F*ck that begging shit, You better f*cking pray (Lil bitch!)
He's said on the job but ghost me next day (Okay!)
These hoodies on me (Fah), Stab 'em in his jaw and take 'em to his grave! (Ahh, Ahh)
Take him 'em to his grave (Kill em!)
You know how we coming bitch, You know we don't play (F*ck Homie Chainz!)
And I got this new stick, I put it in his face! (Fah,
Fah, Bitch!)
F*ck her feelings (F*ck em!)
Like we going to the ceiling (F*ck em!)
Like we running for the killing (F*ck em!)
Like we going for a stealing (Aye, ayy)
Like we going for the killing (Bitch!)
Douse Amoxicillin in millions (I'll be gone, I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
I'll be gone for a minute, I'll be gone for a minute
I'll be gone for a sentence (I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
Pray to god but she sinning
Swear to god i'm just winning
All the whips is f*cking tinted (Aye, ayy, ayy)

No I ain't trying hard, No I ain't that type of guy (Type of guy)
I just woke up, I just woke up in the morning, See a demon in my eyes (In my eyes)
I just woke up in the morning, (Great day to be f*cking alive)

And it's us (Uh-uh)
Want no fuss' (Uh-uh)
We getting much, The way we flipping bucks (Flipping bucks!)
How we coming?, Stepping super tough (Yeah, Bitch!)
Times gon' come, Times gon' come, They bluff (Yeah, Ahh)
In like ways, Yeah, We cannot get touched (Uh-uh)
40 round glockie, And I keep it stuffed (Grrah, Boom!)
Exotic packs, Exotic ass, Yeah, Put 'em in the trunk (Ahh, Ahh)
Then I put him in my blunt (Like damn!)
F*ck her feelings (F*ck em!)
Like we going to the ceiling (F*ck em!)
Like we running for the killing (F*ck em!)
Like we going for a stealing (Aye, ayy)
Like we going for the killing (Bitch!)
Douse Amoxicillin in millions (I'll be gone, I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
I'll be gone for a minute, I'll be gone for a minute
I'll be gone for a sentence (Aye, ayy, ayy)
Pray to god but she sinning
Swear to god i'm just winning
All the whips is f*cking tinted (Aye, ayy)
(Aye, ayy, yo)
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English

(Boom!)
No I ain't trying hard, No I ain't that type of guy (Type of guy)
I just woke up, I just woke up in the morning, See a demon in my eyes (In my eyes)
I just woke up in the morning, (Great day to be f*cking alive)

I ain't trying hard, No I ain't that type of guy
I just woke in the morning, See a demon in my eyes
I just woke up, And got high (Wokeup!)
I just woke up and got fly (Aye, Bitch!)
Slam and slide with it, The doors are suicide (Huh, Bitch!)
And I'm fly, I just woke up in the sky (Huh, huh)
I just tried so f*cking hard
So I had to testify
In the kitchen flipping bricks
Yeah, We touch the f*cking sky (Boom!)
With the bands up
Call me Bill Nye (Huh, Bitch)
F*ck her feelings (F*ck em!)
Like we going to the ceiling (F*ck em!)
Like we running for the killing (F*ck em!)
Like we going for a stealing (Aye, ayy)
Like we going for the killing (Bitch!)
Douse Amoxicillin in millions (I'll be gone, I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
I'll be gone for a minute, I'll be gone for a minute
I'll be gone for a sentence (I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
Pray to god but she sinning
Swear to god i'm just winning (Aye, ayy)
(Aye, ayy, ayy)

Got a couple tricks up my sleeve (Up my sleeve!)
And you thought I was finished
You thought I would leave, You don't know (You don't know!)
You don't know what I think (You don't)
Twisted thoughts with a cup full of pink

Homie chainz (F*ck em!)
He's a lame, He never made it once, Yeah, He never made a play (Okay!)
F*ck that begging shit, You better f*cking pray (Lil bitch!)
He's said on the job but ghost me next day (Okay!)
These hoodies on me (Fah), Stab 'em in his jaw and take 'em to his grave! (Ahh, Ahh)
Take him 'em to his grave (Kill em!)
You know how we coming bitch, You know we don't play (F*ck Homie Chainz!)
And I got this new stick, I put it in his face! (Fah,
Fah, Bitch!)
F*ck her feelings (F*ck em!)
Like we going to the ceiling (F*ck em!)
Like we running for the killing (F*ck em!)
Like we going for a stealing (Aye, ayy)
Like we going for the killing (Bitch!)
Douse Amoxicillin in millions (I'll be gone, I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
I'll be gone for a minute, I'll be gone for a minute
I'll be gone for a sentence (I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
Pray to god but she sinning
Swear to god i'm just winning
All the whips is f*cking tinted (Aye, ayy, ayy)

No I ain't trying hard, No I ain't that type of guy (Type of guy)
I just woke up, I just woke up in the morning, See a demon in my eyes (In my eyes)
I just woke up in the morning, (Great day to be f*cking alive)

And it's us (Uh-uh)
Want no fuss' (Uh-uh)
We getting much, The way we flipping bucks (Flipping bucks!)
How we coming?, Stepping super tough (Yeah, Bitch!)
Times gon' come, Times gon' come, They bluff (Yeah, Ahh)
In like ways, Yeah, We cannot get touched (Uh-uh)
40 round glockie, And I keep it stuffed (Grrah, Boom!)
Exotic packs, Exotic ass, Yeah, Put 'em in the trunk (Ahh, Ahh)
Then I put him in my blunt (Like damn!)
F*ck her feelings (F*ck em!)
Like we going to the ceiling (F*ck em!)
Like we running for the killing (F*ck em!)
Like we going for a stealing (Aye, ayy)
Like we going for the killing (Bitch!)
Douse Amoxicillin in millions (I'll be gone, I'll be gone, Ayy, ayy)
I'll be gone for a minute, I'll be gone for a minute
I'll be gone for a sentence (Aye, ayy, ayy)
Pray to god but she sinning
Swear to god i'm just winning
All the whips is f*cking tinted (Aye, ayy)
(Aye, ayy, yo)
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Writer: Justin Thanhauser
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Justin Thanhauser
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