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Lyrics



Shane Eagle - Black Lyrics





Yeah I talk to God at the crib
I don't really like to go to church
Why you boys talking 'bout my wave
When you niggas don't know how to surf
Fuck all these niggas, they dead to me
I gave these niggas the recipe
Can't put the team in a jeopardy
Black, black
I do this shit 'til it's black
I do this shit 'til it's black
I do this shit 'til it's black

Eagle how you do it on your own
I know fame probably getting to your head
If I ever change for the bread
I know God probably gon leave me dead
Fuck all these niggas, they dead to me
I gave these niggas the recipe
Can't put the team in a jeopardy
Black, black
I do this shit 'til it's black
I got my thugs in the back
I put my dogs in my snaps
I put the city on map
I carried it on my back
If you coming through with the bag
I do this shit 'til it's plat
You dropping shit and it's wack
I drop my shit and it lasts
I'm so ahead of my time
All you niggas stuck in the past
Niggas tryna get me for their song
Can't even get me for the interview
Every time a nigga drop a song or an album
Shit sound like an interlude
It's what I'm 'bout to fix
Fuck a Rolex
Fuck around and go cop an Omnitrix 'cause I'm 96
Ass, titties, ass titties
All in my section boy I'm a 90s kid
This a bigger beast
Different planet, smoking bigger trees
Remember dog when the slept on me
Now I'm up dog, counting bigger cheese
Run a show, that's a bigger fee
Shane Eagle, that's a different niche
Know my dogs, they gon ride for me
Now my real dogs coming off the leash

Yeah I talk to God at my crib
Yeah that's my homey where I live
God a homey who owes him bread
Pray to God they don't leave him dead