(Verse 1:
Mr. Ecstasy, rollin’ clean in the whip, (skrrrt)
Sippin’ on that drank, let it fade as I dip.
Damn, I’m in my zone, watch me switch it up quick, (whoosh)
Killin’ the game, while these foos hate and trip.
Steppin’ out fresh, got that Texas pride,
Nikkas know the deal, I’m the realest on this ride. (Fasho)
No time for fakes, I keep it 100,
Muthafuckas know I’m hungry, stayin’ true, never fronted. (Nah)
Chorus: (x2)
Mr. Ecstasy, yeah, we livin’ loud, (ya heard?)
Blowin’ up the spot, always drawin’ a crowd.
Damn, we ride dirty, let the bass hit hard, (brr)
In the game for life, never slackin’, playin’ cards.
Verse 2:
Pull up to the scene, all eyes on me,
Hustler vibes, sippin’ slow, feelin’ free. (Hell yeah)
Stackin’ that paper, yeah, we on the grind,
With a crew full of kings, ain’t no need to unwind. (Kings ma nikka)
Hustle in my blood, been ‘bout that life,
Every move calculated, like I’m sharpin’ a knife. [Blade Sound]
Rollin’ with the best, you can’t step to my flow,
In the land of the hustlers, we keep it on the low. (Texas made)
Chorus: (x2)
Mr. Ecstasy, yeah, we livin’ loud, (ya heard?)
Blowin’ up the spot, always drawin’ a crowd.
Damn, we ride dirty, let the bass hit hard, (brr)
In the game for life, never slackin’, playin’ cards.
Verse 3:
Comin’ down like a thug, like Slim in the lane,
Big stacks, big dreams, yeah, I’m bringin’ the pain.
Hustle like a boss, got my eyes on the throne,
In the city where we shine, never do it alone. (Ride with me)
Pullin’ up in somethin’ clean, windows tinted low,
Sippin’ on that drank, watch that Texas sun glow. (Shine on)
Big moves only, we ain’t playin’ for crumbs,
Stackin’ paper like Big X, yeah, you know where I’m from.
Outro:
Shit gets real when you live like a G,
Nikkas throwin’ shade, but they can’t see me. (Fuck outta here)
From the triple D to the world, we represent the grind,
In this life of ecstasy, I’m one of a kind.
Marc Ecstasy my nikka……..
Yuhh……
MarcXTZ
