Lyrics EST Gee – Make It Even

Make It Even Lyrics – EST Gee

Singer: EST Gee
Title: Make It Even

(FOREVEROLLING)
I had a book before I wrote a hook, tried it and it took
His is bendy, Fendi blended, pressed, and pushed, J wan’ kiss the cook
This big chopper’ll chop a n#gg# roof, gangster as I look

If somethin’ get killed, they hide for two, three months, we chase sh#t down on foot
Tryna bump, it ain’t no front, n#gg#s ain’t outside to hunt
He was hatin’, I had a hunch, I set somethin’ up and somethin’ get slumped
He ain’t like that it’s a front, put me in a song for what?

Even if it blow, you better not never post a show or nothin’
They get the lo’ and don’t do nothin’, we get the lo’, a soul go up
Why you fake want smoke with us? As if your bucks ain’t slow enough
n#gg#s dead, I ain’t makin’ no diss, I make hits, they know what’s up

When we war, I’m in the front, but when y’all beef, you Loaded Lux
On the phone, he sound so tough, I pulled up, n#gg#s wasn’t on nothin’
Most murders last thirty months and n#gg#s still ain’t called my bluff
Yeah, my mama always told me, “Baby, seeing is believing”

He slid on people, wasn’t ’bout beef, and n#gg#s ain’t no demons
You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin’ if I see him
The reason n#gg#s know to up that yeeky, ain’t no speakin’
The reason n#gg#s grievin’, tryna clique up, make it even

The reason n#gg#s need help grievin’, doctor, stop the bleedin’
The reason n#gg#s’ people pay for peace, but ain’t no treaty
The reason n#gg#s grievin’, tryna clique up, make it even
You ain’t gotta tell me n#gg#s bums and ain’t on nothin’ like I ain’t certain

Last time we was face-to-face at weekend was a funeral service
It’s gon’ always end in hearses, I took over through murder
I’m a boss, but suit up like a worker, I’m on this on purpose
We slide, I put the cleats aside and wet the field with Jergens

Like talkin’, I think n#gg#s workin’, startin’ to make me nervous
That stick involved in several murders, clean, but it’s still dirty
And the game, it blessed me ’cause I play with courage, streets atop my jersey
I got rich and get you stretched for thirty, Houston to New Jersey

It took prayin’ for me to find my purpose, make sure I was worthy
I ain’t say nothin’ and they all heard me, however I word it
To see me shine, I know they dyin’, they can’t decide which worse
Yeah, my mama always told me, “Baby, seeing is believing”

He slid on people, wasn’t ’bout beef, and n#gg#s ain’t no demons
You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin’ if I see him
The reason n#gg#s know to up that yeeky, ain’t no speakin’
The reason n#gg#s grievin’, tryna clique up, make it even

The reason n#gg#s need help grievin’, doctor, stop the bleedin’
The reason n#gg#s’ people pay for peace, but ain’t no treaty
The reason n#gg#s grievin’, tryna clique up, make it even
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