Need Love - EBK Young Joc

Need Love

EBK Young Joc

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Lyric

I been feelin' like I'm stuck in my ways

Sippin' juice, poppin' pills, nothin' changed

Thinking like "Fuck, what could I do to numb this pain?"

We rappin' now, we used to come up off of stains

The block was poppin' then, but shit, we got it poppin' now

The older homies ain't on shit, some of them coppin' out

No drive-by's, we gon' foot it through or hop it now

And all that kill-a-nigga shit is what you not about

All them niggas on that side be on some broke shit

How you lovin' on that bitch when she let bro hit?

I been beatin' up that road, you ain't take no risk

If we can't get that nigga, we gon' get the closest

Catch me purgin' through the city like I'm Michael Myers

And dog just wolfin' like he skippin, he is not a slider

My brother's keeper, if you ridin', then I'm right beside you

I'm takin' on when every time they try to get behind us

Don't need a light but my shit dancin' when they hit them diamonds

I'm on the block, if you lookin' for me, I ain't hidin'

Somebody tell these niggas ain't no funkin' when you broke

Don't need nobody, half of my skits was damn near to the throat

I dropped my ski-zy when it's sleazy, I'm gon' get up close

I do the dash in every whip like it was stolen

All my niggas got on ice, damn, it's feelin' cold

Come and test it, guaranteed to wipe a nigga nose

Don't give a fuck about what you heard, bitch I'm in my bag

Blood can't come around the homies, 'cause he know it's bad

Switch on every glick we got, I like to blow on 4s

Fuck a pass, catch a sucka', then get on his ass

Fuck the cameras, bro gon' blow the-, without a mask

He gon (ftt), when I up it, that's on every strap

I'm through the front, told lil' bro he gon' go through the back

You post them guns all on IG, what you gon' do with that?

And if he told he ain't around, we ain't bool with that

But anywho, to shake this pain, I get high off drugs

My heart cold, think I just need to find some love

But then I probably don't

It got me thinkin' to myself I'm probably fine alone

You know it's funk, why you leave the house without yo' pole?

If Sleaze call me, then I'm sliding, nigga, that's for sure

Nigga, that's for sure

- It's already the end -