[Chorus: AUGUST 08]
Fuck what you know
Drop tops and hoes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
[Verse 1: AUGUST 08]
Lost out on money with love (Love)
They call me emotional cuh (Cuh)
Numbing the pain with the drugs (Drugs)
Back on the Eastside (Ra-ta)
Gun shots (Baow, baow)
On life
Fuck all these niggas and they fake lives
No face, no case, on life
(In the drop top)
Pull up on the homies on that old shit
Fucking politics and bitches 'til the morning
You ain't got your put all, you ain't all in
She said
[Chorus: AUGUST 08]
Fuck what you know
Drop tops and hoes
Ice out your chain but can't buss down your soul
You can't buss down your soul
[Verse 2: Barney Bones]
Cortezes at the funerals (Funerals)
Gun powder in the cuticles (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
We out here as usual standing on the front line
Throwing shit up, 'causе I was sleepin' outside the tents went and got more
I had to shoot back like, ba-dam, ba-dam, ggrrra, pah
Bought a new chain cause the flock went up
Shawty lie to me, like nigga you don't
[Chorus: AUGUST 08]
Fuck what you know
Drop tops and hoes
Ice out your chain but can't buss down your soul
You can't buss down your soul
[Bridge: AUGUST 08]
I got stardust in my eyes
And I can’t keep 'em closed tonight
I got stardust in my eyes
And I can’t keep 'em closed tonight
I got stardust in my eyes
And I can’t keep 'em closed tonight
I got stardust in my eyes
And I can’t keep 'em closed tonight
[Outro: AUGUST 08]
And baby you know I'm scared
I'm a beach boy
On the Eastside, cruising down bullets
With a skin and scar
I'll be in the fast car
Riding in a stolen whip
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Oh woah
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