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fly by night - estee nack lyrics

fly by night lyrics
[verse 1: estee nack]
i’m caught in the mix of guns, money and drugs
link with the bummiest thugs
from the street, sh*t i f*ck with the plug
grew up in a household with just work
dropping f*ck n*ggas low in the dirt
you get merked f*cking with the official
turn the product coke into crystal
and blow the smoke from the pistol
i’m open to issue declaration
war of nations, n*ggas losing they coordination
shout at me all those records was sordid hate
f*ck you rappers
don’t even consider this hip hop
chopper letting the bid drop
so for making a pit stop
i was raised on a sick block of n*ggas flyer than everything
shining in the ghetto we got the sh*t locked
let the grizz pop
unless its the [?]
cut the product up with a razor blade
i’m rockin’ a cape and ready to save the day, make em’ pay
me and the demons repping this in a major way

[hook: estee nack]
save the talk
you n*ggas get hit with the hawk
this some sh*t for my n*ggas who coming out after dark
still looking fly, when i shoot the gun i aim with a crooked eye
yo, save the talk
n*ggas get hit with the hawk
this some sh*t for my n*ggas who coming out after dark (word)
still looking fly, when i shoot the gun i aim with a crooked eye
[verse 2: estee nack]

absolutely i’m the guy
n*gga you just a french fry
liquor shot up out of the benz ride
i ain’t with taking an l or letting your men slide
when i’m f*cking with asian b*tches it’s like hentai
opportunity knock at the door and ima open
when getting the green light from a wh0re ima poke it
take a toke of the ganja, potent i’m getting faded
llama smokin’ and hittin’ beaches in the bahamas soaking
rock designer hoping these n*ggas ain’t tryna test it
hold ya head to my n*ggas the god ain’t gotta rest it
blew the tribe cause they wouldn’t answer you on a question
for yall i’ma reach a level which yall was destined
chop the rock for my profession
and rep it like i’m marcus garvey
shordie p*ssy wet as hurricane harvey
play the game like atari
wylin the ghetto streets is like a safari
cuttin good weed upstairs like they cigar leaves

[hook: estee nack]
save the talk
you n*ggas get hit with the hawk
this some sh*t for my n*ggas who coming out after dark
still looking fly, when i shoot the gun i aim with a crooked eye
yo, save the talk
n*ggas get hit with the hawk
this some sh*t for my n*ggas who coming out after dark (uh)
still looking fly, when i shoot the gun i aim with a crooked eye
(ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu)

- estee nack lyrics

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