(Verse 1)
I got no love for a hater, no respect for a buster
My lil b*tch she a dime, that’s one lil bad motherf**ker
Always been hungry, even after the meetings
Did a lot of sh*t when I was young, I hope god forgive me
Took a lot of chances, hurt a lot of feelings
Dodged a lot of cases
Bad b*tch didn’t want sh*t from me but penetration
Chasing a hundred M’s but I’m starting to get impatient
Benjamin Franklin my favorite
I stay fly in the latest, yeah yeah
These millions getting contagious
Half a million dollar coupe look just like a spaceship
When she with me all we do is go shopping and take trips
(Chorus)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
(Verse 2)
Whole lot of drugs, whole lot of b*tches
I’m a rockstar, f**kin’ popstars
Everybody run when you see that squad car
Soon as they leave everybody right back on the block
F**k 12
The neighborhood hot but they still catching sales
Every time I perform I feel like I’m Eddie Cane
B*tches screamin’ loud, throwin’ they panties on the stage
I got water ’round my neck and on my wrist
You got diamonds but they ain’t hittin’ like this
I roll up a blunt when I get tired of my b*tch
Big old diamond rings, it come with the fame
(Chorus)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)
