EST Gee - UNDEFEATED Lyrics

[Intro](Look out, Veno)(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)Yeah, yeah, yeah[Verse 1]Nigga, I'm undefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neitherI ain't got no sympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'I ain't no motherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demonsI spent whole weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"Lethal injection by the needle, I ain't force nothin' on my pеopleAnd they ain't force it on mе neither, we both addicts, so we equalsAnd so I feel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'emFuck permission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealerTryna teach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the missionAnd the difference is in love and loyalty ain't commitmentAnd to give it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'[Chorus]When you a real street nigga (Real street nigga), barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)On permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richerYeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uhForeign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uhShootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uhAll night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah[Verse 2]It's overstood not to sleep 'til it's good, even then, it ain't great as it shouldYou helped me shake off these drugsMy nigga, it was what it was, but I'm done ventin', finish, the streets ain't got no loveHigh solo in my truck, tryna pass Red the bluntWatch him walk up on me starin', slowly reach for my gunToo big to go like PunI'ma land one in the lung or on a neck or a tongueJust 'cause I can't lose, gotta keep em' clean, go to school in my play shoes"You welcome's" but no "Thank you's"Got me thinkin' like, "Thank who?"Most that shit was fake, but I do thank God for his graceAnd makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plateEven Pluto said I'm great, he wanna help me change my fateTook a monster out on tour just for the world to know my faceFifty-six nights straight, I go in beast mode for that pape'This a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a raceOnly real niggas relate and you ain't one if you can't, mm, mm[Bridge]Yeah, yeah, yeah[Chorus]Yeah, when you a real street nigga (Real street nigga), barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)On permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richerYeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uhForeign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uhShootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uhAll night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah