Cane

By Eto

On Elvis

Released on October 5, 2015

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[Verse]

We went crazy after that first thousand

Boys got the drop, we had to convert housin'

Directin' traffic, new address

You ain't got no business on turfs browsin'

Yeah, filled white and sandwiches

Put that seal wiper to panel lifts

I'm like the old man with the cane

Yeah, 'cause those hands didn't change, nigga

Couple homies I counted on the fist

Son of Tony, amountin' on the dish, yo

They don't make it to my age, doesn't count if he dies paid

Circles is broke, they pretend to be padres

Shorty can't spell, but he shootin', he know damn well

Fountain New Balance, calibratin' his handheld

Keep in mind that that's gon happen if he's where I'm at

We ain't never need validation, we needed time back

Waitin' 'til family hit the board

Home base straight to the liquor store

It's different up top, I'm just tryna live and what not, uh

Now my old face grey and solicitor

High-point ACP's

Be on the lookout, just tap your AGT's

He on his first forty-eight, that's the day he leaves

Get rid of the ACG's and shake the D's, yeah

Since my era changed, I been more religious

Heroine at the door was vicious

Huh, I swear on names

We used to tear off chains and share our pain, dig it?

Cadets don't respect when the vets perish

Gotta be more careful and less careless

No longer can't be stubborn, huh

Durnin world, that's the land we govern, yeah