YTB Fatt - Uncle Earle Lyrics

      

Uncle Earle
by YTB Fatt

Intro
(You would fly too if you linked up with French)
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Verse 1
Make sure I smile every day, I might not see tomorrow
Keep it honest every way, I might not see tomorrow
You can be the man today, might not be shit tomorrow
Give my mama whatever she ask for, 'cause I might not see tomorrow
Can't forget it's still men on my block that might not eat tomorrow
What you know 'bout talkin' to a killer, them conversations heart-to-heart?
Granny call my phone like, "Fatt Fox, I need motivation"
Told killer stay strong, his brother get out in 2080
Zai, but ten more of the guys ain't make it
And I'm on a federal call in Las Vegas

 Tryna put things back, God won't let me
Nightmares in my dreams, I bе sweating
I ain't have my cheese right, so thеy neglect me
Now it's bitches in my face wanna ?


CP taught me all I know, so I move just like him
Me and DQ got shot around the same time, move just like him
I been tryna jump this last hurdle and touch the rim
And I remember bustin' serves in front of gyms on the Southside
And they be lyin' if they say I don't be outside
What goes inside the camp, don't tell the outside
I finally got my shit together, I said about time
And to my old hoes I outshine
I can't see God face to face, so I hit my knees
Just 'cause I fucked up one time don't mean
This shit happened real fast, hit my knees
Sad to say I'm back drinkin' codeine
That shit'll fuck your mind up when they aimin' for your spot
I wonder would you still want my spot if I was on that block?
Half the guys that died, if they was around
I come through and she don't even ask for it
Grandma said
Grandma said
Grandma said
Grandma said
Grandma said
Grandma said
Uncle said
Auntie said

 If I go to jail right now, it'll fuck up the operation
If they hate ? be a fuckin' legend
I ain't gotta think 'bout what BD gon' do, he gon' sit down and handle business
The other day, I told lil' boy to get the fuck out my business
Lee know I love him like he my mama children
You my baby brother, never leave my side, I'm with you
You the youngest, but like a don how I'ma fuckin' treat you
And don't never let an outsider mistreat you
But that never crossed my mind, you call my phone, I'm rushin'
And every time I need you, you ain't late for nothin'
I know I made it, but I still sell controlled substances
He my uncle, but it feel like he my brother

Outro
Uncle Earle, huh
Uncle Earle
Uh, Uncle Earle