east

earl sweatshirt

double back when you got it made

30 racks of weed

no fat in the collard greens

off top was me - no cap

i don't bottle things

flashin' grandmama rings on her fingers

i'm fond of them things

father

we gleam

i'm ominous of james harden-d

weak niggas guardin' will peak

followers just like me

i lost my phone and consequently

all the feelings i caught for my gf

my hands was on the wings

i took 'em off

not a story

careen against the bars

my canteen was full of the poison i need

the trip as long as steep

my innocence was lost in the east

amidst the thick exhaust

hockey

hit the heart - it beat

mention my sin is strong

we all that we need

but don't call me brother no more

i keep my sentences short

stack pendleton keep me warm in the winter

ksubi's cuff done hit the floor

doobie brothers where the city morgue

who would truly love a visit from us?

my soul and my heart

all in it

keep fishing

gone

the macabre finish

and miss my pop dukes

might just hit me

depending how i play my cards

the wind whispered to me

ain't it hard?"