SLIDE Songtext
von EST Gee

Forever rollin′

At the graveyard prayin' to my boy, help me get back for him
It′s 10 p.m., his mama pulled up, asked us what we doin'
Respect y'all brother and my son, y′all out here with these guns
I said, "I′m sorry, Miss Alicia, but you know what we on"
I need to get more even, more even, no other reason
It's gon′ be more killin', more people gon′ be grievin'
It′s gon' get more evil, more late nights, no sleepin'
When I close my eyes, I see him, we on offense, not on defense

Gotta-, right or wrong, let God decide, but until then, shots fired
Last six months, I been cryin′ since when cancer killed my ma
Nobody take my anger out on how big brother died
And Red the one who told us always fight fire with fire
Only thing that make me smile in a long, long time
You ain′t gotta ask me why, every day I'm tryna slide


I don′t need nobody ridin' but the guys
They heart hurt like mine, a tear fell from her eyes
Then she hugged me ′fore she walked back to the car
Then she put it in drive, raised the window down
Said she love me and she prayed that I'd survive
With the lil′ bro next to me like, "When I die, you better-"
Turn around and hug Red's headstone, then put my mask on
Long as Geeski breathin', ain′t no treaty through the red zone

Long as G the leader, ain′t no drop that's gettin′ passed on
Don't judge me, you ain′t been in my position
Only get your circle stronger, then nigga kill it
Some niggas don't like riskin′ and I promise you I get it
But I ain't one of them, to get revenge for one of my niggas to me a privilege

This how I'm really livin′, I ain′t askin' for permission
This how I′m really feelin', I ain′t askin' you to feel it
That every kill is in lovin′ memory of my nigga
And every clip and every pistol I got gon' shoot 'til they empty
As a youngin′, brother told me keep that chop close as the letter J
Before LK shells and rather a cell for my grave
Just don′t tell you it'll be okay, promise you′ll come home A1
Why you gone? I got your son and pay your BM bills up


Through the city, I ride with K, the police know that I don't play, you know that
It was just me and Z5 slidin′ in the car, but in here, it's four straps
Foot soldiers to a general and the gang took the shit I want back
I′m chasin' my ex, she with a black tobacco, make that yop smack
When he blew up after I got him whacked, they kicked him off the team
Then he took his ding, took his watch and chain
Niggas lames, we is not the same, you can see the proof of it
Thuggin' out in public, you be only in the booth thuggin′

Sunday killed my brother and by Monday, they lost two cousins
Know how big is us, I still been crushed, I′m up two hundreds
Thousand, I know dollars, nigga on God, it bring my smile back quicker
So he don't judge me and I′m a thousand, that's why he love me

At the graveyard prayin′ to my boy, help me get back for him
It's 10 p.m., his mama pulled up, asked us what we doin′
Respect y'all brother and my son, y'all out here with these guns
I said, "I′m sorry, Miss Alicia, but you know what we on"
I need to get more even, more even, no other reason
It′s gon' be more killin′, more people gon' be grievin′
It's gon′ get more evil, more late nights, no sleepin'
When I close my eyes, I see him, we on offense, not on defense

Gotta-, right or wrong, let God decide, but until then, shots fired
Last six months, I been cryin' since when cancer killed my ma
Nobody take my anger out on how big brother died
And Red the one who told us always fight fire with fire
Only thing that make me smile in a long, long time
You ain′t gotta ask me why, every day I′m tryna slide

Every day
You ain't gotta ask me why, it′s all facts