Jay Rock - ES Tales lyrics

[Intro] Back in the projects Back in the projects I lost it all Now I'm back in the projects [Bridge] Big shots, hardcore d** Everything crooked, what you thought this was? Steam pot, turned powder into rock Play go sour, that's how you get got Oooh sh**, got it popping into bricks Part of playing cool, now it's time to get rich Keep in mind, never walk around block [Verse 1] All that back and forth gets me hot sometimes Wanna see somebody get locked up, just box one-time, sh** Catch a fade, catch a fade, it ain't nothin' Get your head up, at the gym, bring your knuckles Look, I'm deep inside the projects where its bracken at You know the zip Where we take a corner piece Flip it, tell the corner lit A1 yola, that fresh over the border sh** Shoot outs and abortions, situations so unfortunate I knew a n***a, doing double digits, bust the head wide For another n***a, who's scared to rep his set right Now in solitary doing push ups by his bedside All you want is a green dot, this homie keeping himself fly Don't come around without your pa** n***as on they tip Zero tolerance on n***as money, n***as want they sh** Don't start nothing without your blood, that's a one way trip Six feet under real life that's all gunplay is That is that hood sh** When young n***as on that misunderstood sh** Jumping out of smoking rentals, K's with the wood grips b**hes for them bank statements and coming here to full split Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? [Chorus] Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? [Verse 2] n***as jaw-jacking, they ain't on that hood sh** b**h we 'bout that action, on that wish you would sh** All red flags, swag on ten We ain't in the club, we can't get our goods in So we in the hood, let you wasters look grim One time circling for colors of your skin Black lives matter out here, no way Cops get promotions while the family gotta pray It's f**ed up Can't explain babies all in a dump truck It's all about that money mane, miss me with that Trump stuff Tryna make a dollar outta fifteen, don't get f**ed up You're shaking the bag, get a buck then you lucked up You faking, you mad, you got a issue, you get f**ed up Get laid on yo' a**, you feeling bad your blunt's crushed up We in the set, just bickin' it like the Cosbys Tryna get dope, live happy days like Chachi If you get a call from papi that's like Jesus calling All you do is execute, next ten seasons ballin' You can get the world, stay loyal, why you even trip? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? [Chorus] Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h? Don't you know no good, don't you know no good b**h?