SLIDE Lyrics – EST Gee

Read the full SLIDE lyrics by EST Gee from the album BIGGER THAN THE DEVIL along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(FOREVEROLLING)
Slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
Uh

[Chorus]
At the graveyard praying to my boy, help me get back for him (Slide)
It’s 10 p.m, his momma pulled up, ask just what we doing (Slide)
Respect y’all brother and my son, y’all out here with these guns (Slide)
I said, “I’m sorry, Ms. Alesia, but you know what we on” (Slide, slide)
I need to get more even and more even, all the reason (Slide)
It’s gon’ be more killing, more people gon’ be grieving (Slide, slide, slide)

It’s gon’ get more evil, more late nights, no sleeping (Slide, slide, slide)
When I close my eyes, I see him, we on offense, not on defense, gotta slide
Right or wrong, let God decide, but until then, shots fired (Slide)
Last six months, I been crying since when cancer killed my mom (Slide)
Nobody to take my anger out on, now big brother ‘nem died
And Red the one who told us always fight fire with fire (Slide)
Only thing that made me smile in a long, long time (Slide)
You ain’t gotta ask me why (Nah), every day I’m tryna slide (Slide)

[Verse]
I don’t need nobody riding but the guys
They heart hurt like mine, a tear fell from my eyes (Hard)
Then she hugged me ‘fore she walked back to the car, then she put it in drive
Raised the window down, said she loved me and she pray that I survive
Looked at lil’ bro next to me, like, “When I die, you better slide” (Slide)
Turn around and hug Red’s headstone, then put my mask on (Slide, n!gga)
Long as Geeski breathing, ain’t no treaty through the red zone (No, no, no)
Long as Gee the leader, ain’t no droppings getting passed on (No, no, no)
Don’t judge me, you ain’t been in my position (Been in my position)
Finally get your circle strong, then a n!gga kill it (Finally get your circle strong, then a n!gga kill it)
Some n!ggas don’t like risking and I promise you I get it (Promise you I—)
But I ain’t one of them that get revenge for one of my n!ggas, to me a privilege (I promise)
This how I’m really living, I ain’t asking for permission (Nah, nah, nah)
This how I’m really feeling, I ain’t asking you to feel it (I ain’t asking, yeah, yeah)
That every killing’s in loving memory of my n!gga

And every clip and every pistol I got gon’ shoot ’til they empty (Shoot, shoot, shoot)
As a youngin, brother told me keep that chop close as the letter J (Keep it close to me)
Before an L, K shells and rather a cell ‘fore my grave (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just don’t tell, you’ll be okay, promise you I’ll come home, make one
While you gone, I got your son and pay your BM bills up, yeah
Through the city, I ride with K, the police know that I don’t play, you know that (Keep that K close)
It was just me and Z5 sliding in the car, but in here, it’s four straps (Yeah, let’s go)
Foot soldiers to a general and the game took s*it I want back (I want it back, yeah, yeah)
I’m chasing my ecstasy with a black tobacco, make that yopper smack (Slide)
He blew up after I got him whacked, they kicked him off the team (Slide, slide)
Then he took his Dean, took his watch and chain (Slide, slide)
N!ggas lames, we is not the same, you can see the proof of it (Slide, slide)
Thugging out in public, you be only in the booth thugging (Slide, slide)
Sunday, kill my brother, ain’t ’bout money, they lost two cousins (Slide, slide)
No one big as us, I still been crushed, I’m up two hundred (Slide, slide)
Thousands, not no dollars, n!gga, on God and bring my slime back (Slide, slide)
Cuzzo, he don’t judge me and I’m a thousand, that’s why he love me (Slide, slide)

[Chorus]
At the graveyard praying to my boy, help me get back for him (Slide, slide)
It’s 10 p.m, his momma pulled up, ask just what we doing (Slide, slide)
Respect y’all brother and my son, y’all out here with these guns (Slide, slide)
I said, “I’m sorry, Ms. Alesia, but you know what we on” (Slide, slide)
I need to get more even and more even, all the reason (Slide, slide)
It’s gon’ be more killing, more people gon’ be grieving (Slide, slide)
It’s gon’ get more evil, more late nights, no sleeping (Slide, slide)
When I close my eyes, I see him, we on offense, not on defense, gotta slide (Slide)
Right or wrong, let God decide, but until then, shots fired (Slide)
Last six months, I been crying since when cancer killed my mom (Slide)
Nobody to take my anger out on, now big brother ‘nem died (Slide)
And Red the one who told us always fight fire with fire (Slide, slide)
Only thing that made me smile in a long, long time (Only thing that make me smile)
You ain’t gotta ask me why, every day I’m tryna slide (Slide)

[Outro]
Everyday
You ain’t gotta ask me why, I sold my second