Ed O.G - I Got to Have It lyrics

[Verse 1: Ed O.G] I stay hard like an erection I'm burning, s**er, so wear protection Now who's next when Ed's flexing? I'm the bread and you are just a crumb off Jerking your jimmy but you still can't come off I'm from Roxbury, the 'Bury, but not the fruit y'all Don't make me act like where I come from cause it's brutal Hold my bone in a zone that's neutral Soon to be large, the whole nine yards, but I ain't souped y'all s**ers be swearing that their staring is gonna scare me Look but don't touch and if you do be prepared G To go out, just like your first day off punishment Da Bulldogs, Roxbury, and Boston is what I represent The Black United Leaders Living Directly On Grooving Sounds At first you didn't know us but now it's like, "Yo, put me down" We didn't get in here so you can get in with us You wasn't down when we was riding the bus So put on your Adidas and step off I got to have it [Verse 2: Ed O.G] No need for me to run away, brother, put the gun away You wanna take my life away as if we were in combat You can buy some new Adidas but you can't buy my life back Aiyyo, wha**up with that? Why is it like that? Let's stand together y'all, and fight that in our race To replace waste with a taste, just in case You can't face the place that you've been put in If you was my kid, for what you did you'd have a foot in Right in your a**, another term's rectum Kids are having kids, they're not parents so they let them Do things that shouldn't be done You're not a father 'cause you got a son unless you're taking care of him Crack is more contagious than rabies Baseheads broads are having basehead babies Now how that sound? Not profound Black people unite and let's all get down I got to have it [Verse 3: Ed O.G] I'm not like anyone else, and in your shoes I couldn't be in The E and to the D and to the O oh yes be G'n Da Bulldogs got pull dawg, inciting we be seeing I don't wanna stand on a corner, I'm MCing Call me a goody two-shoes who's in the right shoes, B I don't have to pump jums to clock G's It's my turn to go and I got the right of way You gotta fight your way to see another brighter day But that's another subject, you like it or you love it Jea-lous? Get jealous, no push but I'mma shove it But regardless, when times are hardest I cleaned off the dirt, 'cause they needed a polish When you're in like food in your stomach, they wanna stick with you But when you're out like Elvis, they wanna dick you But hey, that's okay, 'cause we kept on striving And even when T lost his car, we kept on driving You had your chance to advance, but you blew it Now ask yourself this question: Did you like the way I do it? I got to have it