Slyrex & Chris Savage - Sly Savage lyrics

[Hook: Slyrex] Still riding through the East side And the block still too hot 405 still coming up n***a I don't know what you thought Still thugging like I never left Hold it down in the new ride Still wilding in the city, n***a They still saying "Woosah!" [Verse 1: Slyrex] All my n***as getting cake, boy Ask them how that dessert taste Sly Savage, that's a scary sight Put you n***as in the dirt mane How a n***a finna change up? Same n***a since the first grade I can't forget where I came from I never left in the first place I might pull up with the ratchet Couple racks up in the mattress n***as toting automatics Got my money doing backflips Ride out then I re-up Stacking bread to kick my feet up When you see me in the street, bruh Go ahead and cross the street, bruh [Verse 2: Chris Savage] Go ahead and cross the street Oh sh**, there goes Chris He pulled up with a black four fifth Silver bullets, gold tips, tear your flesh apart sh** makes no sense Air it out and then I duck off Pay some boys in blue to keep them cuffs off Uninvited parties leave you f**ed off n***as play informant when they plug's hot Go to county and smile in my mug shot All my peers got that sh** out of luck face Crackers talking bout he found my finger prints But we covered them triggers with duct tape Red beam on my springfield, point and aim at a n***a like laser tag Four deep in the old Benz with a factory tint and the paper tag 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 bands will go make a n***a blast off A couple racks and a plane ticket if I want him to do it with his mask off Black jag my lifestyle, I double down and then a n***a cast out Don't get it twisted, n***as b**hes Go to my old ways and bring that mack out [Hook: Slyrex] Still riding through the East side And the block still too hot 405 still coming up n***a I don't know what you thought Still thugging like I never left Hold it down in the new ride Still wilding in the city, n***a They still saying "Woosah!" [Verse 2: Slyrex] Not when Sly is up to bat Not when Savage got the mack Not when Barry got the masks If n***as tryna take my last, I ain't gotta ask My n***as will pull out the straps I ain't even gotta hold em I'm next up and I told em You keep acting like these n***as chosen I'm gonna show ya, I'ma expose em My flow frozen, this ain't no mumble rap Or that fake lil gangsta come up rap Ain't no big-name feature gimmick rap Or that flow-stealing lil n***a rap Or that cosign so I'm on rap Or that pay-to-play wack song rap This a league where you do not belong rap If you see me, you know what I'm on, BLAT