EST Gee – Hell

Lyrics Hell – EST Gee

N**ga, I don’t know you, n**ga, you don’t know me, I’m from OT
Whenever I’m ’round it’s like the corner store, sell more teas
As my reputation proceed, it seem like more bleed
If I had one wish, I’d turn my problems into codeine
Eight bands, thank God, amen, finessed for four Ps

Times a hundred, n**ga, I’m gettin’ money, that’s on the rumble
Straight from Humble, n**gas ain’t talkin’ numbers, a real boss
Call me when it’s bought, I hate to talk to runners, close your mouth
If you get caught, your silence don’t cost you nothin’, had nothin’
Straight from out the struggle, I’m talkin’ bread and butter, Red’s brother

First one to love me when I knew they ain’t love me, Red dumpin’
Know I’ma follow up, ain’t no damn runnin’, handcuff me
Ain’t no cooperatin’, ain’t sayin’ nothin
Say it’s up, I got a gun for a n**ga to stand under

Yeah, round of applause
He turned the man, a hundred grand, he finally dropped his balls
S**t, I feel wrong, they say I came up off of f3ntanyl
I ask the streets and they say, Gee, you trippin’, hell nah
We all tryna ball, we all tryna win
And if I had another chance, I’d probably win again
God if I’m wrong, so bless your dawg, I’m finna sin again
And if I get another chance, I’m tryna win again
I’ll do this s**t again

Yeah, switches on the glizzy, ten
Let him post a pic like, yeah, we missed him, we gon’ spin again
This a special come-up, ’cause conditions that I did it in
Driller tryna lock a killin’ in, wish death on many men
Any man that said they want me dead, I put a missile in
If my beef had chickens, still’ll bite it off a grizzle then
Judge had told us wasn’t no witnesses, so he dismissin’ it
Really rich, got a million in, just on silly s**t, I’m feelin’ it

Soon as I feel it, it boost my adrenaline
Finish him, f**k all of that Instagram and Twitterin’
I’ve been in, it wasn’t no way out, f**k it, so I’m still in it
The viciousest wh*ever did this s**t, I got the city lit
Island boss, the biggest fish

Yeah, round of applause
He turned the man a hundred grand, he finally dropped his balls
S**t, I feel wrong, they say I came up off of f3ntanyl
I ask the streets and they say, Gee, you trippin’, hell nah
We all tryna ball, we all tryna win
And if I had another chance, I’d probably win again
God if I’m wrong, so bless your dawg, I’m finna sin again
And if I get another chance, I’m tryna win again
I’ll do this s**t again…

Written by EST Gee, Chosen 1, Doc Playboi & TP808
Album: I Never Felt Nun
Produced by Chosen 1, Doc Playboi & TP808
EST Gee | 2022

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