Slow Eddie

[Verse 1: Rick Hyde]
Uh, look
Matte black with the rubber handle Gat
I was under handing packs just to fumble through the racks
I guess I'm getting to the money, guess I'm running through a check (Money)
I nosedive into a pool full of hundreds and connects
My jewels dripping, you see this ice from afar like Tibet
And this black cherry gelato might be louder than turrets
I was weary, nigga pacing for a hour with the sket
When your ribs touching your back, you just start crying 'cause of stress
Now wassup? The money doesn't have a limit when you blessed
I woke up this week in three diffеrent cities like thе Nets
I got mine because I earned it, you just wylin' for respect
All I do is put the word in and they firing at your neck, woah (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Catch up, shit I be relishing mine
I'on know about yours but I'm embellished in mines
Them shits was eighty apiece, seventy times
Every seventy minutes, strike me dead if I'm lying, woah
I would always tell 'em floss like a dentist
The apprentice is the nigga who In charge, now I did it, yeah
I was sitting in the background
Now you know the show about to start when you hear that sound, uh

[Verse 2: Skyzoo]
Money comes, money goes
Loyalty the common denominator when money blows
Where the seats is a hundred Rolls or from the toughest [?]
Only difference been is it backseat to [?] in
As bad as they could be, and share the memories
If we ever back where the hood be, shit we been at it since Hookie
From where you can make a career of a package of cookies
Rep for all of that, you bought it back till you understood me
This is more or less a corner blessed with high speech
Put a broader bet on the corners, left and watch 'em breathe
Winning became the norm, we made it seem like a 'give me'
And you believe in us like how Shay believed in his city, right
Yeah, this the feeling that comes with all of that
Going eight for a dime like a preppy kid hit the quarterback, yeah
Then your son on the corporate kind
And no one knocked over line, he got extras like overtime
Catch him [?] for real

[Verse 3: Grafh]
Shay
Product dropped in the Art of War [?] (Hot)
Power rock, it's not Tylenol
I do sets in the park of the construction blood that I got from the dollar store
These Prada shorts are made up of fossil out of a dinosaur
The bodies in your songs when you holla at the wall
I done saw
Black Koran
A chopping block and I got a saw
Body parts got dissolved
The beef I heard about in your hood, you were not involved (Stop)
I'm in the statue by the [?], ooh I got a call
Without you the police could have never got it solved (Woo)
Gangster, huh, I don't need the best joke
I'm Khaled mood, my attitude is a 'We The Best' quote, huh
These niggas be hangin' they self so I needed less rope
Lost in the street like the GPS broke
No dead weight, get a paddle, I'on need the best boat
I'on need the rest, leave 'em, let's float
Leave 'em next to me they get soaked
We the best, nigga we the next hope
I put a dope gang logo on a BSF Coat
We the set
What's the secret ingredient, coke
Pedal till the BMX broke, nigga
Block shit, woo
My name Grafh hoe