Gon Make It Better Bouba Savage (Ft. Sha EK)

[Intro: Bouba Savage]
(N-N-N-N-Narline)
R.I.P. Diddy, nigga

[Chorus: Bouba Savage & Sha EK]
Before this rap shit, I was on the train (Real shit)
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't care for the fame (No cap)
I like the way this one bitch give me brain (On bro)
I love my guys, I can't switch on the gang (Love my niggas)
R.I.P. Zelly, for him, we gon' bang (R.I.P.)
Rainy days on our block been forever (Nah, nah)
I told my mother, "I'm gon' make it—"
I told my mother, "I'm gon' make it better" (Real shit)
Told EK I love him forever (Love you, nigga)
When it get real, I'ma shoot through the sweater (On bro)
No cap, I'ma get it together (I'ma get it)
No clothеs, I was wearin' two sweaters (Nah, nah)
Free CJ Goon, I'ma sеnd him a letter (Free brother, nigga)
Shit get me mad, we 'posed to be together (Miss you, nigga)
"Kidnap Who," bitch, we did that together (Real shit)
Shit not forever, we gon' make it better (Uh-huh, nah, nah)

[Verse 1: Sha EK]
I'ma say it again, this shit deeper than rap (Word)
All of my niggas got snapped
They was tryna leave an opper nigga flat
Now I gotta talk to PJ through the 'ject
He like, "EK, you better not lack
Once they push up, you better let it clap" (Baow, baow, baow)
Like damn, this shit be wack
Go blam, go make a pack
We don't care 'bout no views 'cause we really get money
Niggas be hoppin' shit just like a bunny
I be so high, dump when I'm smokin' on Dummy
I know it's fake when they tell me they love me
Countin' P, but they don't know I did that shit, count me
Sippin' on Wock', can't lack off that muddy
I got more estate than you and you older, lil' nigga, you better not sell me