Tee Grizzley - Post Traumatic Album Lyrics

Post-traumatic stress, I got trauma
Lost my daddy, shit, I barely know my mama
All this pain I got in me, you don't want no drama
'Bout my brother and my sister, take this shit to niggas' mamas, nigga
Jumped off the porch, me and my niggas
Some trappers, some killers, some both, that's how we livin'
Seein' sixes on the drop made me wanna be the richest
Seein' niggas get they head took off 'bout it made me vicious, nigga
(This beat hard as hell, what up, Primo?)
'Bout these ice cubes, I'll leave your block smoky, I'm big as Deebo (what up?)
Know I'm gon' go loco 'bout that peso and my 'migos (you know that)
I ride through, these niggas' faces sour, but they sweet though (Bitch-ass nigga)
Money long, short tolerance, you hit the shit (you hit)
F*ck me good and shut the f*ck up, is you with it, bitch? (Shut the f*ck up)
Send a blitz, you get your ass backed if you jump in the mix
I ain't talkin' music, I buy drums and go and pay for hits (go and get his ass)
You know them G7s move like giants, ain't no fear in us (ain't no fear in us)
They play with us, you ain't gon' see 'em no more 'less you dig 'em up (you gotta dig 'em up)
Foreigns all in traffic with them sticks on us, that shit on us (that shit on us)
Twenty guns, ain't say I do too much, naw, bitch, I did too much (I did too much)
You know these niggas wanna be me, right? You know I see it, right? (I see that)
Twenty years for ninety grams of ice, know he ain't sleepin' right (shit)
Nigga, you know me and rats don't even get along, right? (Uh-uh)
You know them niggas that you told on comin' home, right? (They on your ass)
I be tryna get to a real bag, niggas broke, ain't doin' shit (uh-uh)
She was lookin' cold on the 'Gram, I DM'd her then flew that bitch (come on)
I don't tolerate no disrespect, niggas better not do that shit
I don't wanna hear who ain't have shit to do with it when they come through that bitch (boom)
"Tee, why you don't f*ck with me? Is it a wrap for me?"
Shut up, bitch, you know that sneak-dissin' got back to me (ho ass)
You know I'm turnt, you know them venues gon' be packed for me
That bitch that you be kissin' on charge bronem a rack a piece (ho)
I know how them lies hurt, I gotta keep my word
I stay in that rearview, I seen niggas get followed to the 'burbs (I do)
Verify, make sure it's true, you just can't go off niggas' word (you can't)
If you ain't see no black and white, can't call 'em hot, f*ck what you heard (you can't do that)

Grew up fast, post-traumatic, they got active, we got active
Grew up fast, post-traumatic, they got active, we got active (we got active)
Grew up fast, post-traumatic, they got active, we got active (they got active)
Some in jail, some in caskets, I survived, can't go backwards (yeah, we got active)
Grew up fast, post-traumatic, they got active, we got active
Grew up fast, post-traumatic, they got active, we got active (we got active)
Grew up fast, post-traumatic, they got active, we got active (they got active)
Some in jail, some in caskets, I survived, can't go backwards (yeah, we got active)

(Wheezy outta here)
Okay, okay
I f*ck with the strippers, they know I be spendin', we both play with poles
These niggas should've been soccer players how they try to block a nigga goals
Car greet me when I'm in the Rolls
Got ten baddies, they ready to go (ah)

We got unlimited ammo on niggas (unlimited)
Lil' bro gon' pop out and go Rambo on niggas (boom, boom)
I should've got into wrestlin', nigga
I'm back to back slammin' the baddest of bitches (slam shit)
Back on a mission, crack on addition (yeah)
Scales in the kitchen (yeah), foreigns in the trenches (yeah)
Spoil my missus (yeah), baddies on Finsta (yeah)
Coolin' with killers (yeah), built-in switches (bitch)
Rich nigga, I got a big house
Still chopped it up with the fiends at the nic' house (the fiends)
Me and bro ridin', he got the stick out
Send a nigga to the sunken place if he get out (if he get out)
Happy Father's Day, niggas my mini me's
Why I gotta beg this nigga bitch to leave? (Get the f*ck on)
Lil' bro vegan, but he love beefin'
Come and pop the shit out you like chicken grease (bop)

One hundred, two hundred, I'm him (I'm him)
Five hundred, six hundred, a M (that's a M)
You was lookin' for them niggas? We them (we them)
Niggas need to feed they pockets, they slim (they skinny)
One hundred, two hundred, I'm him (I'm him)
Five hundred, six hundred, a M (a M)
You was lookin' for them niggas? We them (we them)
Niggas need to feed they pockets, they slim (ah)

Nigga don't like me, probably got a ho and I took her
I run with them killers and pushers (hustlers)
She wanna f*ck with a GG, nigga, we run shit, of course I understood her (a-duh)
Nigga sneak diss me in that prison around the wrong nigga
He gettin' his ass butchered (kill him)
In the back of the 'Bach with the cushions (the cushions)
Boy, that dog shit longer than Woodward (that's Woodward)
Ayy, that dog shit longer than Michigan Ave
I see why these niggas be mad (I see it)
Don't be stupid though, and try to take shit
Boy, your best bet is to get you a bag (get some money)
Just think about it, when you get home
You don't want three or four niggas outside
Or when you in traffic, just mindin' your business
They get on the side, they throwin' your ride, nigga (boom)

One hundred, two hundred, I'm him (I'm him)
Five hundred, six hundred, a M (that's a M)
You was lookin' for them niggas? We them (we them)
Niggas need to feed they pockets, they slim (they skinny)
One hundred, two hundred, I'm him (I'm him)
Five hundred, six hundred, a M (a M)
You was lookin' for them niggas? We them (we them)
Niggas need to feed they pockets, they slim (they skinny)

(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Uh

Blow for blow, Cole flow just prestigious
Sweats and tees, no unnecessary accessories
The GOAT just from features
Proceed with throat-cut procedures
He look rich, but he broke, just egregious
Don't trust rappers, ho, trust in Jesus
Whole team approach Costa Rica
And coast on boats, gettin' throat from top models
They pop shit, my clique pop bottles
I sip orange juice in the VIP watchin' the clock tick
Perform a couple of hits and then I dip
Six figures richer than when I entered
Cole world, Mr. I Got A Temper
I stay hot, doin' numbers like K-Pop
Bts in the flesh while they flop
And I laugh all the way to the Deutsche bank
Stay the f*ck out my lane, avoid the pain
I'm really him, Bruce Jenner, boy just ain't
I'm boisterous, loud boos for crews from mad voices
It's like your team's makin' the choice to take
L after L, I got to laugh
Y'all look like James Todd Smith autograph
Maybe that's why your bitch dropped the math
Go against the squad and get chopped in half

Now, who hot? Who not? (Who?)
Tell me, who flopped and who sell out the tours? (Me)
Who rap with trap niggas that wet up your doors?
Who go harder than them and never let off before? (Me)
Who got your whore pokin' her head out the door?
Gettin' paid every week like he did all his chores (me)
Life's a bitch, I'm rich 'til I divorce (yeah)
If the shit go left, I'm pullin' bread out the floor (TG)

Okay, chain nastier than cow manure
Bust down my shooter, saw more wires than a bomb defuser
Take a jet to the jungle, was healin' my soul
I done seen my niggas froze, filled up with embalmin' fluid
I still did numbers in this game (still, I did)
Only thing change just the tail numbers on the plane (jet)
Retired drug dealer, bust chain, watch plain
I don't do drugs, but, baby, I don't judge, do your thing (that's all you)
I'm a king, you won't see me drop no tears (uh-uh)
Back-to-back white coupes, bitch, it's lookin' like veneers (white)
Came in this game thinkin' niggas was my peers
Shit damn near broke my heart, I didn't know they was that weird (lame-ass niggas)
Niggas give you they word, they be breakin' that so easily (damn)
You can't do that in streets 'cause eventually you seein' me (what's up?)
That's why I be in the crib gamin' on DND
'Cause you can't play with me and not, not let you see the beast in me (f*ck)
Cole say in Fayetteville they go, "Ayy-ayy-ayy" (what up?)
Fact he f*ck me with me like that, it make up for them rainy days (no cap)
Can't be on the court, NBA coach'll take my game away (which one?)
Catch you on that freeway, we reenact the Training Day (brrt)
You hear me? Who ain't rockin' with me?
Tell 'em to start from zero then make it out of the D (go do that)
Remember bein' young, seein' pops rockin' up keys (rich)
Saw bodies on streets, now I'm tryna put bodies in seats, you hear me? (Let's go on tour)
Hold up, who ain't rockin' with me? (Who?)
Tell 'em to play with they life, fumble they college degree (go do that)
Tell 'em to face all that time and still be solid as me (go do that)
Do years in prison and drop a hit the day of release, you hear me? (Go do that, nigga)
Ayy, unc, I got ahead of them niggas
I should've listened, I turned back and tried to rescue them niggas (should've listened)
See, you start hatin' 'cause I got ahead of you, nigga (bitch)
I ain't trippin', that shit ain't gon' stop this cheddar, my nigga, you hear me? (G7)

Now, who hot? Who not? (Yeah)
Tell me, who fly and who sell out the tours? (Me)
Who rap with trap niggas that wet up your doors?
Who go harder than them and never let off before? (Me)
Who got your whore pokin' her head out the door?
Gettin' paid every week like he did all his chores (me)
Life's a bitch, I'm rich 'til I divorce (yeah)
If the shit go left, I'm pullin' bread out the floor

Now, who hot? Who not? (Yeah)
Tell me, who fly and who sell out the tours? (Me)
Who rap with trap niggas that wet up your doors?
Who go harder than them and never let off before? (Me)
Who got your whore pokin' her head out the door?
Gettin' paid every week like he did all his chores (me)
Life's a bitch, I'm rich 'til I divorce (yeah)
If the shit go left, I'm pullin' bread out the floor

You know what I'm sayin'? Like Juan say at school
I get goosebumps when I listen to my shit 'cause I know it's true
You feel me? Free them niggas, long live 'em

Ayy
They shot my nigga in his face right after school (right after school)
Bet, since they wanna play with guns, let's do that too, uh (man, watch this)
We can't go back fightin', nah, let's make the news
Brodie told, damn, you was right there when we made the rules (bro, how you do that?)
Let's get this money now, the only way we know is trap (is trap)
Ain't tryna work up at the store, that shit don't pay no racks (uh-uh)
I gave my dog a bag, wanted to see him stack (here you go)
Ain't even know he had a knife 'til it was in my back (the f*ck?)
They knew me in the streets before the rap, I played a part (I did that)
Too many can't say what I did out here, I played it smart (you know that)
Daytime, servin', chasin' this shit with all my heart (chasin' that)
Nighttime, suitin' up, they play with us, gon' make it spark (f*ck)
Free my niggas out the pen', been off the porch since we was kids
For my dead ones, I'ma live, this money come then come again (get to it)
They ain't with us, f*ck them niggas, them pussies know what they did
My advice, stay out my way if niggas tryna raise they kids, nigga (you hear me?)

Stay out my way on the highway
Deep thinkin' off this Rod Wave
Brodie been gone for ten years, he down to five days
Welcome home, my nigga

My street niggas, let me be your motivation
You can make it, I was broke before, I'm talkin' so hungry that I was shakin' (man)
X packin', weed sellin', crack shavin' (all that)
Wish I could've got all my peoples on the same pages
I can't lie, I probably need therapy for my past (I do)
Thought it was normal 'til I grew up like, "I been through that" (the f*ck?)
I asked granny, "When people die, is they comin' back?" (Uh-uh)
She said, "We never seein' them again," I never been so sad (ooh)

They sent me off to prison, gave me a long time (they gave a long time)
I can't even cap, I needed that alone time (I need that)
Focused on my goals now, realized I'm a gold mine
Told me I wasn't shit, but I was great the whole time (ah)

Traumatized, miss my dogs, why they have to leave?
Get on my knees and pray that God show me who bad for me
We ain't have no cheese, Ruth's Chris to us was Applebee's
For every year I been alive, I need an M at least, nigga

Uh, just stay out my way on the highway
Deep thinkin' off this Rod Wave
Brodie been gone for ten years, he down to five days
Nigga, uh
They sent him off to prison, gave him a long time
I can't cap, he probably needed that alone time
Focused on his goals now, realized he a gold mine
Told him he wasn't shit, but he was great the whole time

(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm just thinkin' to myself like

Ayy, y'all oughta chill (why you say that?)
I know how my granny feel, my neck keep runnin' up this water bill
Tryna get it up and give my brothers 'nem a source for real
I need 'em out the streets 'cause they gon' spin 'til ain't no more to kill (need 'em out)
How the f*ck I front you and you short me still? (F*ckin' pussy)
Your friends 'nem was in the streets, I was off the porch for real (I was)
You know we gon' get them stragglers if we can't score for real (anybody)
Comin' out his crib, he ain't gon' make it from that door for real (crib)
All-star Tee, I was ballin' hard before the deal (ah)
Runnin' through them clubs, knockin' baddies down before the M's (ah)
Tryna leave some B's for my C's, I can't sit still (I can't)
Niggas that ain't used to be on shit ain't on shit still (niggas hoes)
Niggas on the same shit, me, you know I lane switch
Icy chain, plain wrist, different 40, same clip (what else?)
Different hoes, same dick, you can't touch my side bitch
I can take your main bitch, nigga (don't play with me, nigga)
'Member Cody days, bein' in the classroom with knots (I remember)
'Member college days, I was with my mans pickin' locks (I remember)
'Member county days, goin' to the bathroom to box
Fast-forward now, foreign, no top, grippin' my chop (boom)
We don't play about that munyun, get on your ass 'bout it
I do all real shit, you can't say nothin' bad 'bout me (you can't)
I'll be done with this shit when I get like nine collars (yeah)
If you was in my shoes, you would've broke, I'd bet my last dollar (my last dollar)

Half these niggas gon' fold, gang (they gon' fold, bro)
Half these niggas gon' go out like some hoes, gang (I'm tellin' you)
Half these niggas done already told, gang (I seen it)
I'm never bendin' paperwork, I never upped that bitch and froze, gang (I ain't never)
Half these hoes some sluts, gang (I'm tellin' you)
Half these hoes don't deserve one percent of your trust, gang (I seen it)
Some hoes just meant to be f*cked, gang (you hear me)
'Cause they'll be in niggas' face if you go broke or be in cuffs, gang (you hear me)

(Um, Reuel, stop playing)
(And my music so f- major)

I got a few niggas on my line
But you're the one on my mind
You can see it in my eyes
I'm lookin' for a ride-or-die
We ain't gotta make love
We can just run it up
But if you want me to give you some
Then maybe I'll turn you up

My body (talk to me), your body (talk to me)
My body (uh-huh, oh, uh-huh)
My body (say that), your body (uh-huh)
My body (talk to me, oh, oh yeah)

Ask her what she on, she say on demon time, come bless her (come here)
I called her, f*ck that textin', I'm gon' be there in two seconds (pullin' up)
She told me bring some 1942, that's that get pregnant (yeah)
I'm givin' it to her, towels all on the bed, she get too messy
That's my baby, we run it up together (up together)
You my bitch, we stuck forever (we one)
Ain't nobody gon' love you better (uh-uh)
But my time is good whenever (I got you)
Ain't gotta cheat with these hoes, I bring 'em home, we f*ck 'em together
And I keep shit P like Pleasure, who you know get that motherf*cker wetter?

I got a few niggas on my line
But you're the one on my mind (you're on my mind)
You can see it in my eyes
I'm lookin' for a ride-or-die
We ain't gotta make love
We can just run it up
But if you want me to give you some (know I do)
Then maybe I'll turn you up (turn me up)

My body (uh-huh), your body (uh-huh)
My body (like that, oh)
My body (for sure), your body (keep goin')
My body (uh-huh, oh)

What time you land? What you want me to plan?
Come show me off (I got you), post me on the 'Gram (that's easy)
Let's take a trip, book a flight, South of France (let's go)
You a ten out of ten, don't play with my feelings, I'm takin' a chance
I'm f*ckin' with you and I'm touchin' on you
Makin' plans with you, lovin' on you
I'm the only bitch that be f*ckin' on you
Laid up with you, rubbin' on you
I'm the only nigga that can hit it raw
Put my tongue on your neck, suckin' on you
You deep in it, I'm cummin' on you
My last nigga got nothin' on you

I got a few niggas on my line
But you're the one on my mind (you're on my mind)
You can see it in my eyes
I'm lookin' for a ride-or-die
We ain't gotta make love
We can just run it up
But if you want me to give you some
Then maybe I'll turn you up (I'll turn you up)

My body (oh yeah), your body (ooh)
My body (oh)
My body (oh yeah), your body
My body (oh)

(I-I-)
(I-I-)
Mami, built like a Jeep, put her to sleep (I'm working on dying)
Put her to sleep (BNYX), put her to sleep, uh

I put that bitch in a Princess Diana
She tweakin', said she was pourin' lean in the Fanta (lean in it)
The badder the bitch, the more she hate the camera
The baddest lil' bitches gon' drive you bananas (gon' drive you bananas)
Won't leave you no trust like you Tony Montana

You need her, you need her, you swipe her the Visa
Take trips to Ibiza, she come back to me
And give me all that shit for the freeski
My bitch pretty and needy (needy)
Bad lil' bitch, she freaky (freaky)
I'm out west, she straight out the east
When I pull up behind it, go beep, beep (beep, beep)
Baby built just like a Jeep, she thicky (thick)
Baby don't want nothin' cheap, she picky (picky)
I put lil' baby to sleep, she miss me
Lil' baby bounce on the beat like she Benny

I put that bitch in Dior more
Spend up that cash and hit all the stores
The badder the bitch, get you more, for sure
The baddest lil' bitches gon' even the score
My bitch leave you stressed, she like, "Who you adore?"

You need her, you need her, you swipe her the Visa
Take trips to Ibiza, she come back to me
And give me all that shit for the freeski
My bitch pretty and needy (needy)
Bad lil' bitch, she freaky (freaky)
I'm out west, she straight out the east
When I pull up behind it, go beep, beep (beep, beep)
Baby built just like a Jeep, she thicky (thick)
Baby don't want nothin' cheap, she picky (picky)
I put lil' baby to sleep, she miss me
Lil' baby bounce on the beat like she Benny

(Banger)
(Bangers Music Group)
(The Melody)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

I ain't sorry, my neck wet like walrus, my bitch thick like Ari
I ain't sorry, I went CVT, I can't fit in no 'Rari
I ain't sorry, she tried put the baby on me like this Maury
I ain't worried, all my sticks came fully, boy, stop all that muggin'
I ain't sorry, my neck wet like walrus, my bitch thick like Ari
I ain't sorry, I went CVT, I can't fit in no 'Rari
I ain't sorry, she tried put the baby on me like this Maury
I ain't worried, all my sticks came fully, boy, stop all that muggin' (ayy)

Unc' say he ain't leavin' the crib 'less he makin' a play for brick (a brick)
Should've seen Horse face, I pulled up in the Rolls, my young nigga out of the bricks (the 'jects)
My pockets on chubs, I'm ridin' with this Drac', I feel like I'm out of the 6 (the 6)
You ain't gon' see me f*ckin' with niggas at all, these niggas suck too much dick (bitch-ass)
My car too fast, my gun shoot fast, my bitch too bad, lil' nigga (lil' boy)
My secondary credit two million (two million)
You can hit a nigga mama when you richer (you can)
Back the f*ck up, nigga, you ain't with us (bitch)
Get your head knocked off, go against us (f*ck)
I remember bein' dirty, hittin' fences (I do)
Now I'm hittin' bad hoes in the Bentley (yeah)
Nigga, diamonds icy, I put Prada on a nigga wifey (there you go)
Ex-bitch told me I can't hit her bestie, told her, "Watch me" (oh, yeah)
Swung more sticks than hockey, don't come try me, we catch bodies (brrt)
Can't come 'round here movin' sloppy, too many robberies, homis (yeah)

I ain't sorry, my neck wet like walrus, my bitch thick like Ari
I ain't sorry, I went CVT, I can't fit in no 'Rari
I ain't sorry, she tried put the baby on me like this Maury
I ain't worried, all my sticks came fully, boy, stop all that muggin'
I ain't sorry, my neck wet like walrus, my bitch thick like Ari
I ain't sorry, I went CVT, I can't fit in no 'Rari
I ain't sorry, she tried put the baby on me like this Maury
I ain't worried, all my sticks came fully, boy, stop all that muggin'

Knock off mullets
I've been broke before, now I'm pullin' up Cutlass, I'm gettin' money
Box all on my Glock, this shit make you dance just like hundreds
He speak on the guys, I can teach you somethin' just like phonics
I ain't even hit the bitch, I let lil' bro f*ck her, she wasn't nothing
You can't cross me, I ain't Knicks, all my cars came with the tint, five percent
Any car that pull beside me, he get flipped, "Yeah, I'm hit"
Any bitch I ever had, she had got left 'cause she wasn't shit
Now I'm lit, these bitches keep me in they mouth like I'm a mint
Yeah, right, and my wrist, you damn right
I had eviction, I remember, that shit feel like last night
I shoot blick, bitch, I ain't him, won't catch me in no damn fight
I ain't sorry, 'member I was robbin', went and bought a Brabus

I ain't sorry, my neck wet like walrus, my bitch thick like Ari
I ain't sorry, I went CVT, I can't fit in no 'Rari
I ain't sorry, she tried put the baby on me like this Maury
I ain't worried, all my sticks came fully, boy, stop all that muggin'
I ain't sorry, my neck wet like walrus, my bitch thick like Ari
I ain't sorry, I went CVT, I can't fit in no 'Rari
I ain't sorry, she tried put the baby on me like this Maury
I ain't worried, all my sticks came fully, boy, stop all that muggin'

(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)

Did I start with some help, nigga? (Uh-uh), nah, nada
Put it in they face, now I'm poppin' out in all Prada (you see it)
Used to remember everybody ignorin' my calls, gang
I'm the last nigga that was expected to ball, gang (I was)
Tried to put me on the floor when I was shootin' in the 'jects (what?)
I know you ain't braggin' on that when them lil' niggas ain't step (bitch-ass)
Would've did me a favor, shit, I needed that free hat
I'ma shoot another one on the deuce, bitch, run it back (ayy, meet me there, nigga)
Won't ever gossip how you helped 'em, they just bad-mouth (they just bad-mouth)
Ain't never did shit for me, expectin' handouts (nigga, what?)
Listen, I don't give a f*ck what niggas mad 'bout (f*ck 'em)
Only ones I owe around this bitch is them crash-outs (you hear me?)
I don't care if niggas don't draw it, run me my check (run it)
Rose-gold flooded Patek, Tiffany vet (Tiffany)
You ever had a 100K in twenties? Shit a mess (woo)
Rolls truck at Hoodbachi, after hours, tip the chef (woo)
You expected some shit for free? Oh, nah, that's crazy work (oh, that's crazy)
Bitch, pay me first, no pape' involved? Then we can't make it work (uh-uh)
Niggas in the city started droppin', I stopped takin' Percs (I stopped)
All that sneak dissin', bitch, you flashin' what I make off merch
You want somethin'? Ask, what don't get fed? A closed mouth
Niggas ass backwards, all that f*ckin' jewelry, no house
Bro, stop f*ckin' niggas' hoes, niggas crashin' 'bout they spouse
You a f*ckin' rat, so if you got a son, he a mouse
Grizzley Gang, GG, nigga, G7, f*ck the rest
Told bro don't kill the opps 'cause bein' broke is worst than death
He say that Glock 40 must got an anger problem 'cause it yell
Nah, these lil' niggas must be in seventh grade 'cause they 12 (hol' up)
They should put hates on Instagram 'cause I know them boys don't like this shit
Multi-millionaire, I come from bustin' scripts on Vicodin
Money flowin' like Beyoncé song, we be all night with it
And me and baby drunk in love, doin' all type of shit

(Big Oz on the keyboard and shit)

Ayy, really havin' paper, really lit
I ain't trippin' on your bitch, if I wanted her, then I'll take her
Really havin' flavor, really like a player
Ain't really into cuffin' hoes, yeah, but I'll slay her
Bag of loads, send it up the road, I'll make her
Havin' dough, don't care 'bout nothin' old like Jamaica
Far from broke, I did a hundred shows, hundred rows
Pull up solo, rockin' all gold in the Rolls
Street nigga, so me and my bros talk in code
40K stacks, nothin' in my pocket fold
Two doors like a buggy, it just stop and go
Did shit, can't tell nobody nothin', not a soul
100K, 500K, G Herbo long
His kid's kids gon' be rich, G Herbo money grown
But it took years for this shit, it just ain't come along
The type of shit my cousins can't know when I'm comin' home

Remember goin' to jail for bendin' stolies (stolen cars)
We got out and turned them handcuffs to Rollies
Bitch, I'm from the D, first island that I ever saw was Coney
I know Scarface just a movie, but we saw more coke than Tony (bitch)
First nigga ever snake me was my brodie
I'm a real nigga, if he don't like me, he probably owe me (yeah)
Put you in an urn on the shelf like you a trophy
Say she like my chain, bitch, do you like it enough to blow me? (You like it that much?)
These Amiris fit me well, they 2K
All my haters broke, sleepin' in the trap, playin' 2K (no cap)
You know we f*ck with GTA because in real life, we relate
My niggas scared of animals, don't come around us with no snakes (bet' not)
Get her out the club, Benz, crib, bed, take it, take it
Get that bag, send it, catch it, stash it, weigh it, break it, shake it
Get that money counter, play with it, split with gang, save it
Nigga play, find him, get up on him, head, face him, face him
I be stayin' out police way, I can't afford to see no jail
They know I got it, so they gon' be hoes and won't give me no bail
That ain't gon' happen, though, so let's not even get deep in detail
In the D with 80K, in that 550, me in cell 82-12

Yeah, any nigga oppin' takin' shells (brrt)
Wrist with water that's us 'cause we was shoppin', takin' Ls (no bap)
Rappin' and trappin' almost stopped me from prevailin'
In the studio, but I was stoppin', makin' sales (and)
F*cked that paper up when all my partners went to jail (and)
Anything under quarter million made bail (you know that)
Anything I say false, then you can intervene
Like how I used to walk with .40 Glocks and make them bitches sing (boaw)
And I really went up double digits, bitch, I live a dream (ayy)
Trust me, don't nobody move, I'll make this bitch a scene (I'll make this bitch a scene)
Couple million on my jewels, been No Limit, f*ck the rules
I was up a half a ticket, way I never went to school (yeah)
Nigga, 'member I was hungry, broke, used to fry bologna
Really from the 'Raq, first island that I saw was Stoney
Mama workin' nightshifts, I was stayin' home, lonely
Now I'm goin' platinum, f*ck it, I'ma buy OG a Rollie

I can kick it to you, but you gotta catch it like a goalie
If them people find that package, bet' not mention that you know me
Just be careful goin' to get it, don't forget, you got a tab
Me and Herb get matchin' ice, case they forget we got the bag
Me and Baby Grizz got matchin' chopsticks and Buffy glasses
And we let them bullets fly together, they got buddy passes
Delta when I'm solo, when my son with me, J-E-T (jet)
Bitch, we went from EBT to AMEXs, don't play with me (bitch, don't)
And you know how we vibe, nigga (know how we vibe, nigga)
Doin' the speed limit 'cause I'm ridin' wit' it (bitch, I'm ridin' wit' it)
Ain't no slaps on the wrist or probation, we got priors, nigga (nah)
They gon' set us down for some time, nigga (they gon' set us down)
You see that baddie with that AP and that Benz truck? That's wifey, nigga
If you can't afford the AMG, go get a Chrysler, nigga
Opps sayin' that we better kill 'em, we been tryin', nigga
Come outside, nigga, we just left y'all block, that shit was dry, nigga

(Big Oz on the keyboard and shit)

It's gon' be a lot of obstacles you gotta overcome in this shit, you know?
Shit ain't never-, shit ain't gon' be nowhere near easy
You gotta do it, though, it's gon' say a lot about you in the end
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
(Unicus did it again)

Run them millions up, so when I'm gone, they feed my babies
Three, four choppers in this truck 'cause for no reason, niggas hate me
Take this Glock and Hellcat, bitch, since you can't act no lady
Bein' a ho for me, but bein' a wife on Instagram is crazy (bitch)
How I'm gon' trust a bitch? I don't even trust the one that made me (I don't)
Niggas like, "How much your chain?" It cost the jeweler an M to make it
Niggas janky, stay away from me, I swear that'd be amazin'
Doin' all that playin', you gon' be sick, you see how far we take it (watch this)
Give a f*ck 'bout what come second, you know we gettin' that bag first (that's first)
I used to trap on Elmhurst, I done had the baddest on this earth (the baddest)
You see that hearse? I'll put you there, that switchy come fully or burst (frrt)
You can't rob the robbers, nigga, you know that shit ain't gon' work (how you gon' do that?)

I do what the f*ck I want (yeah), bitch, stop callin', what you want?
Why I say that I'm that nigga? 'Cause I do the shit they don't (they don't do it)
I ain't pussy with this money, let me know if you want smoke (let's go)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke (pussy)
I do what the f*ck I want (I do), bitch, stop callin', what you want? (F*ck you want?)
Why I say that I'm that nigga? 'Cause I do the shit they don't (all the time)
I ain't pussy with this money, let me know if you want smoke (what's up?)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke (pussy)

I don't care how many niggas you done popped, you ain't gang (f*ck on)
I don't care how many bitches you done hit, nigga, you lame (lame-ass nigga)
When them cameras off, you givin' that shit back, that ain't your chain (lame-ass nigga)
And stop tryna talk to niggas 'bout money, that ain't your thing (lame-ass nigga)
I don't care how small the disrespect is, that shit can't fly (come on)
I don't care how long it take to get 'em back, they gotta die (we on that)
All that back and forth, who you think goin' for that? Lil' bitch, not I (not me)
Don't talk every day, but that don't change shit 'cause that's my guy (that's brodie)
If this shit on the floor, can't let them strategize, we go right now (let's go)
If I cuff a bitch, one thing she gotta know, no more outside (no more)
I can make the rules on how you gon' treat me 'cause I'm that guy (you hear me?)
This ain't baseball, I'll strike you out, you f*ck up your first try (f*ck on)

I do what the f*ck I want (yeah), bitch, stop callin', what you want?
Why I say that I'm that nigga? 'Cause I do the shit they don't (they don't do it)
I ain't pussy with this money, let me know if you want smoke (let's go)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke (pussy)
I do what the f*ck I want (I do), bitch, stop callin', what you want? (F*ck you want?)
Why I say that I'm that nigga? 'Cause I do the shit they don't (all the time)
I ain't pussy with this money, let me know if you want smoke (what's up?)
You ain't rare 'cause you got money, you ain't real because you broke

(Tell me, is you with me or you against me?)
(When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh)

I know how to turn my pain into these melodies
I know how to turn a melody to hella Gs
I know, I done seen a friend turn a enemy
I know, once you cross that line, you ain't a friend to me
I know how to make it out the mud, oh, by any means
I know how to turn a dream into reality
I know (I know), I know (I know, ooh-ooh)

Don't know who's for me or who against me
When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh (ooh, oh)
No, no, no (oh, woah)
Tell me, is you with me or you against me?
When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh (gon' be there for me?)
No, no, no (let me know)

I know how to hit the studio and rap my life on some street shit (I do)
I know how to take one brick, do a remix, now it's three bricks (I do)
Pray all my dogs live bulletproof after all the shit that we been through
Talkin' blocks hot and they spinnin' too, and hit loved ones just to get at you (damn)
Seen close friends at the back door, 'spite of gettin' all that I asked for
New stamps in my passport, running shoes, chasin' this cash flow
And this sermon all that I asked for
When I pray to God, I hit fast forward
So I know who ridin' and who not, though
Break the lock on any locked door

Don't know who's for me or who against me
When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh (ooh, oh)
No, no, no (oh, woah)
Tell me, is you with me or you against me?
When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh
No, no, no (ooh)

I keep tellin' lil' bro to chill and just fall back until the pape' come
He ain't tryna hear shit, nigga tryna chase some', tryna face some'
Nigga play, get stood over, get his wig hit like a lace front
From the middle of the jungle, we seen it get wild, this money can't tame us
If you with me, nigga, I'm with you
You against me, shots fly at you
Blind eyes can see I'm the truth
In the trenches, in the coupe without the roof
Really, I can't even tell these niggas to chill, they doin' what they got to do
How would you feel if niggas took one of yours and then seen you, and shot at you?
Been takin' Ls since I was a kid, I'm due for a win
Do some ho shit that you shouldn't have did, I can't f*ck with you ever again
I can't keep puttin' my trust in people, put my trust in this Gen
Put my trust in this bag, for that, them killers come tuck you to bed, nigga

And I know how to turn my pain into these melodies
I know how to turn a melody to hella Gs
I know, I done seen a friend turn a enemy
I know, once you cross that line, you ain't a friend to me
I know how to make it out the mud, oh, by any means
I know how to turn a dream into reality
I know (I know), I know (I know, ooh-ooh)

Don't know who's for me or who against me
When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh (ooh, oh)
No, no, no (oh, woah)
Tell me, is you with me or you against me?
When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh
No, no, no (ooh)

(Tell me, is you with me or you against me?)
(When I fall down, are you gon' catch me? Oh)

Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm

Life passin' me by, I got so many plans, but I'm stuck in the slammer (slammer)
Never seen no wishes get granted, but I done seen prayers get answered (answered)
This was all God's doin', my nigga, I wasn't a planner (planner)
Real nigga, husband, father, rapper, gamer, trapper (trapper)
Uh, not growin' up with my moms and pops, I feel like I missed out on benefits
'Cause my grandparents, they was old-fashioned, kind of cheap, probably why I start stealin' shit
I'm a young nigga on the bus, seein' other young niggas at the dealership
I was thinkin' trap, that's what all my role models did, I needed a mentorship
I was young, but knew he had big problems, old-ass car cuttin' off at the light
Dollar menu all at McDonald's, granny tellin' us police just took mama
Me, my brother, my sister used to walk far away just to see big houses
Shit seemed so out of reach, but I'd go back home and I spent hours

Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')

When I finally found him, I kept talkin' to him, I was stuck in the slammer (slammer)
Never seen no wishes get granted, but I done seen prayers get answered (get answered)
I thought it was over with when I went in that cage, all my college dreams went down the drain
All that be a doctor shit over with, now I don't know if I'ma get out these chains
Got me some paper and wrote down my pain, I'm rappin' to niggas, they like what I say
I did music 'cause wasn't no other way unless I risk goin' back to jail and I can't
Countin' time came, we got on our bunks, I started with years, I'm down on some months
Five in the morning and everybody slumped, but, nigga, I can't 'cause, nigga, I'm up

Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')

I wanna thank everybody who ever supported my career, man
Y'all don't even understand how much y'all changed my f*ckin' life
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')
Dreamin' (dreamin'), dreamin' (dreamin')

What's up, baby, what you doin'?
Might come over there, you ready for me? (Musik Major)
(Um, Reuel, stop playin')
Call you when I'm outside

Said you comin' over, I'm waitin' for you (uh-huh)
Said you movin' on and you needed closure (let's talk)
Got some mixed emotions and can't control 'em (you good?)
Comin' out your clothes, I see where this goin' (come here)
Don't tell me where you've been, it's fine, I don't need to know
We can't be friends 'cause I have nothin' to show
The past few years of my life, a waste, all alone
And all these tears I cry, I put them in my songs

'Cause even though it was you that I wanted
I know you'll be gone by the mornin', yes
Tryin' to avoid and ignore it
Ain't no use in spoilin' the moment
Even though it was you that I wanted
I know you'll be gone by the mornin', yes
Tryin' to avoid and ignore it
But I'd be missin' you even more if you left (I miss you too)
I'm wishin' you the best (I hear you)
Said, I'm wishin' you the-
I'm wishin' you the best

It was me that you wanted, why you ain't say want?
You don't want me no more?
You don't love me no more?
You don't miss me no more? We ain't f*ckin' no more?
You talk all this shit since I'm near in your face
And I'm rubbin' your back and I'm turnin' you on
Like, matter of fact, we got on too many clothes
F*ck hearin' you fuss, let me hear you moan
You saw your ex in Turks with his new bitch
Now you on some, "What we gon' do?" Shit
Don't pressure me 'cause what that nigga doin'
You know you my dog, we friends, we cool
You say you wish me the best, do you mean it though?
'Cause you know I see other hoes
You swear up and down you hate niggas, but you know I'm better than most
Even though you want us public, you wanna go up in front of the world
You wanna hit the group chat with the registry, you wanna tell 'em we havin' a girl
You wanna call up your mama like, "Ma, he proposed, then he gave me diamonds and pearls"
You know we talked about this and that's not what I'm on
I'm tellin' you this 'cause I'm thorough, ooh

Even though it was you that I wanted
I know you'll be gone by the mornin', yes
Tryin' to avoid and ignore it
Ain't no use in spoilin' the moment
Even though it was you that I wanted
I know you'll be gone by the mornin', yes
Tryin' to avoid and ignore it
But I'd be missin' you even more if you left
I'm wishin' you the best
Said, I'm wishin' you the-
I'm wishin' you the best

Rock with me, rock with me, wish me the best
Baby, arguin' with me, fightin' with me, this shit won't last
On the grind, when my time free up, then we make plans
Can't FaceTime, I'm doin' a hundred right now, I ain't tryna crash it

(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Okay
Oh, yeah
G7

If I tell bro to chase you, then you chased, nigga
If I tell bro to face you, then you faced, nigga
Say he can f*ck with Grizz', boy, his ass laced, nigga
You know how fast this bitch go? Who wanna race, nigga?
Lil' bro'll strip you out your shit, that might as well be his ice
How I f*cked this nigga wife, she might as well be my wife
I got out in 2016 and I still got all my kites
Bro got out in 2016, he got caught with 'bows of ice
Free the f*ckin' mob, know I'm from the scud, baby
Don't be scared, you can pull up to my hood, baby (come on)
Cool-ass niggas, but we spill blood, baby (fah)
Four pockets full, bitch, but I ain't Lil Baby (G7)
Go and cop, set up shop, stash knots, duck the cops
Don't think this shit easy though, you know this shit come with a lot
Don't think it's gon' be peaceful, bro, you know this street shit come with opps
But fully Glocks and hundred shots, chase niggas all up they block (brrt)
Show you how to make a hundred in a day (in a day)
You got goals, put them pros in the safe (put that up)
Them Dracs cool, but I'm coming full-body K (baow)
We don't go around niggas, niggas move out our way, bitch (you hear me?)

Rich nigga, real nigga, trench nigga (what else?)
Ain't no bitch niggas, we jump out, drench niggas (what else?)
Trap niggas, bag flippers, cash getters (what else?)
No cap, nigga, not just any nigga, that nigga (what else?)
Uh, rich nigga, real nigga, trench nigga (trench nigga)
No bitch niggas, we jump out, drench niggas (baow, baow)
Trap niggas, bag flippers, cash getters (we get it)
No cap, nigga, not just any nigga, that nigga (that nigga)

'Member I was young, unc' swooped me on them sixes
Was a lil' nigga, but I was advanced, that's why we kicked it (unc')
Seen him grind hard and he just got richer and richer
And we from the same place, that's how I knew that I could get it (Joy Road)
How I knew what I could do, how I knew what I could be
He ain't alive today, but I still know he proud of me
'Member we was in the mall, thirty pokin' out his tee
I'm like, "Unc', it's showin'," he like, "Tee, that's what they better see" (pussy)
With that money, I'm a magnet, if it's out there, I'ma find it
Niggas hate when you got cabbage, I'm a savage, livin' lavish
Temper short, but I ain't reckless, if you want the smoke, we got it
Nigga play 'round with the family, bitch, it's casket after casket, nigga (baow, baow)

Rich nigga, real nigga, trench nigga (trench nigga)
Ain't no bitch niggas, we jump out, drench niggas (what else?)
Trap niggas, bag flippers, cash getters
No cap, nigga, not just any nigga, that nigga (tell they ass again)
Uh, rich nigga, real nigga, trench nigga
No bitch niggas, we jump out, drench niggas (what else?)
Trap niggas, bag flippers, cash getters
No cap, nigga, not just any nigga, that nigga (oh, yeah)

TG
Ayy, GG
Ayy, uh, uh, TG
GG
Ayy, let's get it, ayy

Walk in Louis, I'm like, "Get me everything off that mannequin, bitch" (let me get that)
Feel like a dream when you come from state blues, wearin' shackles and shit
I'm stabbin' a bitch, I'm wrappin' a bitch, I'm deep-stroke hammerin' shit (goddamn)
M's in this account, M's in that account, nigga, I'm havin' this shit
You hear me? I'm havin' unlimited dog shit (unlimited)
Pop out fresh as frog shit
Give a pretty bitch long dick, you hear me? (Come here, come here, take that)

GG, we gon' get to a bag, you hear me? (You hear me?)
Got car insurance gang with me and they tryna crash, you hear me? (Skrrt)
They'll get in that ass, you hear me? (You hear me?)
Niggas don't get a pass, you hear me? (You hear me?)
I get deep in my bag, you hear me? (You hear me?)
I ain't nothin' like your man, you hear me? (Better know that)
Bitch, ayy, they counted me out, them niggas can't add (how you cut that, gang?)
Come get you a boss, quit playin' with the staff (quit playin')

Tss, tss, uh, so you searchin' for the boss? Bitch, I'm here
I'm the young nigga signed a deal, didn't go corporate, went, got killers in there
This shit got different, I done cut a rich bitch off, she done dropped a tear
I told every killer in the city, "I'll give you a hundred thou', bring his ass here"
I want him alive, shh, whoo, hundred bitch, private set, put the Maybach in gear
Shh, mama said, "Don't buy no more jewelry," f*ck it, I went 20K each ear (forty)
I don't know what happened to buddy, tss, for that cheese, he was out of here (smushed him)
Forty-five for a show, 'fore I walk through the door, get the business clear
Tss, model bitch on her knees
Eighty, for what? For chopped cheese
Frrt, I'm knee-deep in the streets
Bump down on him, make him get on his knees
Beg for his life, I'm fully locked in, but I can still serve you some keys
Thousand on shoes, still get on the D's
I got two hundred killers, can't eat without me

GG, we gon' get to a bag, you hear me? (You hear me?)
Got car insurance gang with me and they tryna crash, you hear me? (Skrrt)
They'll get in that ass, you hear me? (You hear me?)
Niggas don't get a pass, you hear me? (You hear me?)
I get deep in my bag, you hear me? (You hear me?)
I ain't nothin' like your man, you hear me? (Better know that)
Bitch, ayy, they counted me out, them niggas can't add (how you count that, gang?)
Come get you a boss, quit playin' with the staff (quit playin')

I'm in the 'Raq with the deuce, the six
And all of the handlers, bitch, the Navy
Can't do no playin', you know how we layin'
You know that we stand over shit and go crazy
Slums, they made me
Way that she got on her knees, she praised me
What niggas gave me?
They be like, "Grizzley, why you ain't come to my party?"
What? 'Cause, bitch, you ain't paid me
Know I'm too wavy, know that this shit done got big as the Hulk
Listen, I know how you talk to the workers, but change that shit when you talk to the boss
Who got these lil' niggas thinkin' they that?
What made these niggas think I wanna talk?
Bitch better not ask for more than she worth
Me, I'll make a ho get out and walk (you hear me?)
You know them switches, got them by the dozen
You know them bitches on us when we clubbin'
Niggas be chillin' too much, we be hustlin'
Stove don't work, put the brick in the oven
French-cut shit, it be lookin' like glass
Oh, you went broke again? NiGGa, too bad
They is not chasin' me, this shit too fast
I ain't pass shit in school except for math, you hear me? (Let's get it)

GG, we gon' get to a bag, you hear me? (You hear me?)
Got car insurance gang with me and they tryna crash, you hear me? (Skrrt)
They'll get in that ass, you hear me? (You hear me?)
Niggas don't get a pass, you hear me? (You hear me?)
I get deep in my bag, you hear me? (You hear me?)
I ain't nothin' like your man, you hear me? (Better know that)
Bitch, ayy, they counted me out, them niggas can't add (how you cut that, gang?)
Come get you a boss, quit playin' with the staff (quit playin')

(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Pluto
I swear to God
Yeah

F*ck your album, shit ain't slappin' like my mixtape (f*ck your album)
I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money, servin' oil-based (what's happenin'?)
Rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (Pluto)
My bitch cheat on me, I find out, get her chain snatched (woo)
Thousand grams on a Cuban, bought a few blocks (G7, one hundred)
Hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops (G7)
Park a Ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2Pac (let's get it, grr)
Bought a Patek for my bitch, she signed to Death Row (let's get it, Suge)

My bitch ain't gon' cheat unless it's with a bitch we brought back home
I ain't talkin' clothes with crosses, we all pop out rockin' Chrome
This money shit get blown, these bitches, they get flown and sent back home
Drink 'bout this in level two Macon, we f*ckin' it up in Rome
All this shit I seen, got too much trauma, I need therapy
Glock 10 in my Pair of Thieves, these tennis chains a carat each
My lil' bitch, she barely speak, just suck dick, can barely breathe
Swear to God, I barely beg, but, nigga, get off my dick please (bitch)
We move like the mob (we on that)
That pressure get applied (at all times)
Niggas play, he dyin' (what else?)
I swear to God (on me)
My'Eisha, she fine (that's wifey)
Guess what else, she mine (come on)
Two-fifty on the watch (what else?)
I ain't never on time (never)
Street nigga from the trenches, swear to God, I made millions (I did)
I went and made that, niggas gave you that, bitch-nigga, it's a difference (be cool)
Niggas losin', we winnin', want smoke 'cause they in they feelings (f*ck 'em)
One call, I send 'em, swear to God, same night they spinnin' (boom)

F*ck your album, shit ain't slappin' like my mixtape (f*ck your album)
I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money, servin' oil-based (what's happenin'?)
Rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (Pluto)
My bitch cheat on me, I find out, get her chain snatched (woo)
Thousand grams on a Cuban, bought a few blocks (one hundred)
Hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops
Park a Ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2Pac (grr)
Bought a Patek for my bitch, she signed to Death Row (Suge)

My bitch cheat on me, I swear, I might just get her robbed
Niggas like us, f*ck with us, Zone 6 the mob (woo)
Get you cross-eyed in them trenches, nigga, I'm a God (swear to God)
You ain't steppin' like my lil' nigga, I swear to God (swear to God)
KRISS Vec's, thirty-five shots, swear to God (swear)
Doggin' hoes like I'm Michael, nigga, I swear to God (Michael Vick)
Billie Jean, diamonds dancin' on me, swear to God (swear)
Fettuccine on you, they tearin' you up, swear to God (swear to God)
Got a team full of shooters, nigga, I swear to God (God)
Ain't gon' calm these niggas down, man, I swear to God (swear to God, woo)
I can't turn down for nothin', nigga, I swear to God (turn up)
I'ma make a billion off finessin', nigga, I swear to God (God)

F*ck your album, shit ain't slappin' like my mixtape (f*ck your album)
I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money, servin' oil-based (what's happenin'?)
Rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (Pluto)
My bitch cheat on me, I find out, get her chain snatched (woo)
Thousand grams on a Cuban, bought a few blocks (one hundred)
Hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops
Park a Ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2Pac (grr)
Bought a Patek for my bitch, she signed to Death Row (Suge)

I swear to God, yeah
Oh, yeah

I used to play the GameCube, now I play the VS Cubes
They ain't with us? F*ck 'em, we still in the trenches, pourin' juice (f*ck them niggas)
Them boys'll come and tie your ass all way up, you talk loose (grrt)
Nigga (haha), ayy
It cost money just to look like this (okay), you gotta know somethin'
A nigga around me, he either get pape' or'll smoke somethin' (ooh)
A nigga hate? It's probably 'cause his ho done choked on it (on my mama)
Ayy, life be lifin' when you broke, don't it? (Ha)
Being real can't be taught, you just gotta be it
That shit either in you or it ain't and we gon' see it (it is)
Like I got a dog kennel, all these killers I be feedin'
Nigga throw a rock at me, them boys gon' come and first degree him (grrt, bang)
You ain't gotta go to Cali, in the D, we got it low (we got it)
I been trappin' since a kid, had niggas aunties snortin' blow (they did)
I make shooters wanna cop a bag and watch they pockets grow
I don't speak Spanish, but right after I nut, bitch, adios
I ain't got no love for you, you ain't run them streets with me (uh-uh)
You ain't pick up jail calls, bitch, you ain't send no cheese to me (uh-uh)
I don't know what niggas thought, but you don't want no beef with me (uh-uh)
I had them niggas on your taco, better duck your beef and bean (bop, bop)
(Grizz, what your chain cost?) I don't know, a half a million? (Huh?)
Don't do friendly bitches, she speak back, you can have her, nigga (f*ck on)
Youngest niggas in the city, bricks in the casket, nigga (woo)
Bring me fifteen, once you pull off, can't bring it back, my nigga (get it done)
You see the ice job? You can't even lie, they did a nice job
They ran in my crib, them lil' boys weren't in they right mind
You know them G7s come broad, they don't wait 'til nighttime
Before I trust a nigga with the wheel, I'll let my wife drive (facts)
Gettin' money, break bread with the whole mob (with the mob)
Boy, keep my name out yo' mouth, that's these hoes job (that ain't yo' job)
We hit the club, fifty deep, don't wait in no line
These niggas play tough, but be bitches the whole time (you a ho)
Two hundred racks in my pocket, woo (bitch)
Fifty in each pocket, she on cock, dick (bitch)
Diamonds on me, jumpin' like a moshpit (ayy)
You don't want smoke, we don't talk, we pop shit

Ayy, take my shirt off in this bitch, boy, I'm from the skud
Read my tats and you might just notice I'm a Blood (Suu Whoop)
Fully on my left, pills meltin' in my mud (grrt)
Put a half a ticket on yo' titties, come and get a hug
I'm feelin' like O'Shea, I pulled up in a red eye (skrrt)
And you know what I bang, bitch, I'm a red guy (blatt, blatt)
It's on my head, ain't no flag on my leg
Five hoes used to hold me, they tryna give me the head now (goin')
I put her in a Benz, you had her walkin' home
After I f*ck, I ain't really tryna talk no more
Shoutout to the opps, yeah, I got all the lo's (on my mama)
Say, I'm just waitin' on whoever piss me off the most (Yeah)
Lamborghini Meezy, Mr. Spin-A-Block (bop), hit a top (bop)
They thought I was comin' handgun, nigga, this a chop' (grrt)
F*ck that bitch and told her she was finished, now she with the opps (bitch done)
That nigga smoke on lil' Kenny, now he in a box
(Grizz, what your Glock hold?) Ayy, I don't know, fifty shots
I ain't out here aimin' at niggas legs, I'm tryna hit a top (brrt)
Yeah, I love talkin' 'bout that money 'cause I get a lot (bitch)
Got that Lamborghini hardtop, I'm tryna get the drop (skrrt)
I don't give a f*ck, uh
Turn a lot of niggas victim, tryna hit with us (bang)
Mr. I Might Blow Down On You With The Ups
Pulled up in a Bentley, I got prosecutor hoes that go to Harvard talkin' shit with us
Icy than a bitch, my ho rich, yeah, she Oprah daughter (okay)
Three hundred and fifty on my wrist, frozen ocean water (okay)
Let me know, you runnin' from here, is you runnin' with us? (uh)
Everybody got a four-five, I'm with a hundred niggas (bang)
Uh, do it for me, shake it for me, damn, put it on the cam' (woo)
If she got a fat ass like Pam, then she gettin' slammed (woo)
I ain't gotta play my role, baby, you know who I am
My daddy used to smoke shit, call me, "Uncle Sam"
Brodie, turn me up, I'm 'bout to cartwheel off the Lamb' (woo)
Russian K came from Ukraine, this bitch ain't gon' jam (grrt)
Double up two hundred in a month, gotta feed the fam
Bitch talkin' shit while I'm f*ckin', got me (thinkin', man)
Put a nigga off the yard, put a nigga off the Earth (woo)
Put a nigga in his place, put a nigga on a shirt
I'll horse you with the hands, but I shoot it like I'm Dirk
Put in work, ain't no sleepin', we alert, slip and surf
Got me trippin', I ain't slippin', though
Come here, I ain't pickin' hoes
They know me to shoot that bitch and swish, I ain't Pippen, though (grrt, grrt)
Super bad bitches bring me money, I ain't pimpin', though
Told my mama, "If I disappear, I'm probably with a ho" (damn)

Ayy, disappear, I'm probably with a-
Told my mama, "If I disappear, I'm probably with a ho"

Tee G
G7
Oh, yeah

Car greet me when it start (it start), she wet just off my presence (I'm him)
He say he run my block (you what?), I'm rich, lil' bro, you can have it (go get it)
I hope you get rich though, bro, that broke shit ain't what's happenin' (get some money)
I hope you don't get killed, lil' folks, you know them boys get nasty (stupid)
Seein' my family smile because of me intoxicatin' (I f*ck with that)
Bank tellers be on my dick 'cause them deposits crazy (too crazy)
50th Anniversary AP, new bitch boxin' papers (green faces)
If it ain't 'bout paper, sell your f*ckin' conversation, nigga (stop talkin' to me)

All that pain, I was bein' patient, sittin' through it (I was chillin')
Thankin' God that somehow I end up gettin' through it (I was prayin')
I got a list of dos and don'ts and bitch, I'm stickin' to it (I'm standin' on it)
They all promised this and that, guess what, they didn't do it (they cap-ass, man)

I just find it so crazy how a motherf*cker offer to do somethin' that you ain't even ask for
And don't do it, like
You ain't even have to say that shit, gang
What the f*ck? Weird-ass nigga

Nigga ain't gave me shit (at all), this shit was all God and me (facts)
I needed all them niggas, now they need me, boy, that shit beat (it's over)
I love some niggas like they still right here, but they deceased (long live 'em)
I took more losses than anybody, my wins was just elite (you hear me?)
Didn't expect me to get my bands up, brand-new LV hold my pants up (nigga)
Nigga, me and all my mans up and these hoes' boyfriends can't stand us (they can't)
If you f*ck with me, nigga, I love you (I love you)
You don't f*ck with me, nigga, then f*ck you (f*ck you)
F*ck a friend, I'm here for the duffle
Grizbo send 'em, you niggas in trouble, bitch (niggas out of here, man)

All that pain, I was bein' patient, sittin' through it (I was chillin')
Thankin' God that somehow I end up gettin' through it (I was prayin')
I got a list of dos and don'ts and bitch, I'm stickin' to it (standin' on it)
They all promised this and that, guess what, they didn't do it

Weird-ass niggas, man
Ayy, if y'all got niggas in jail
Stop tellin' niggas y'all gon' send 'em some money, gang
Y'all ain't sendin' it
Y'all got niggas gettin' on they ass and they goin' to the hole
'Cause they thought you was gon' pay that tab
Goofy-ass nigga
Ayy, and stop puttin' them niggas' names in songs
Y'all ain't contributed shit to them niggas' cases, gang
And they ain't pickin' up the phone, they callin' me, tellin' me this shit, gang
And them niggas y'all told on comin' home too, gang

Oh, yeah
You hear me? (Helluva made this beat, baby)
What up, Helly?
Wake these niggas the f*ck up, man
On my Detroit shit, nigga

I'm from Detroit, where we call pills "beans" (call pills)
We call bodies "hats" (them bodies)
We call the type of bitches that y'all f*ck with "rats" (yup)
Bro, remind me to go take a couple links out the Rollie
Baby Grizz touchin' soon, I'm gon' toss this bitch to brodie (you know, brodie)
You would think lil' bro and them was movie writers how they strikin' (strike)
We don't fear no man, unless that man send out indictments (feds)
I know niggas who ain't never had a job talkin' 'bout retirin'
I be in a trap with old heads that's richer than Joe Biden (them niggas loaded)
F*ck with me, dawg, but don't f*ck with me, dawg
That pain nobody wanna feel, that's what we cause
Bro'll come and throw yo' shit on the glass then slide off
Have yo' peoples in a hospital, cryin', punchin' a wall (f*ck)
That ain't even what we on, though (we chillin'), we tryna ball
Label tryna re-up, tell 'em, "We can jump on a call" (talk to me nice)
But you know what type of numbers I'm talkin', that shit ain't small
Ain't the same dirty nigga, used to be fightin' at the mall, nigga (I ain't him)
Lamb' truck, Bentley truck, Rolls truck, that bag around
Car insurance gang, these boys ain't got no problem crashin' out (skrrt)
If yo' lady bad, pop out with her, if you let her out
I catch her out, I make her suck it 'til she cry her lashes out (go ask)
I thank God, life for me, completely changed
I can finally see the light, spent my whole life in the rain (amen)
They say that I stole shit, actin' gangster for this fame (huh?)
The response to that shit, "I wish the police thought the same" (I wish)
Rich, but I'm still a street nigga, like my Wagyu well
Treat these bad bitches like some coins, I get head and tails (no cap)
Instead of one Birkin, I buy her ten Chanels
Matter fact, twelve, now all year, my bitch gon' give 'em hell (you hear me?)

Who told them niggas it was them, Tee? (F*ck said that?)
I bought an MT, we'll up it, don't tempt me (yeah)
Benz, Jeep, G series, the last three years (I had all 'em)
I don't care if you get shot, nigga, keep steerin' (goin')
I don't care if niggas mournin', do somethin' (bitch)
Shit gettin' spent all month for my two hundred
Blue money (yeah), new money (yeah), Jew money
How manure's on the wood if they ain't threw nothin'?
Still on the East too, buyin' cheap juice
Free smoke, free shirts, and free suits (R.I.P)
And, youngin', I heard about you
They say you ain't really on that (on shit)
How you mentionin' Lids and got no hats? (what's up with tht, nigga?)
F*ck hoodies, we want more hats, nigga, on neph'
Right move, wrong nigga, I don't want no song with ya (yeah)
All that playin', we really get on niggas (yeah)
All that cappin', I really can ho niggas

Yeah, I really'll step too
I'm on a jet too, just paid for my next two
Yeah, y'all niggas gon' stretch who?
F*ck on

Wanna challenge everybody to step up
Give back to they city in some type of way, you know?
We don't only do this shit on Thanksgiving, they just don't talk about it
We really go hard for our city though
Wanna help outside, you know?

Nigga, I'm talkin' clothes for them children (uh-huh), toys for them babies (youngins)
Money for them families who tryin' but can't make payments (there you go)
Commissary for them real ones in them cages
I got street niggas stayin' out of trouble 'cause they gamin' (Grizzley World)
You know, we ain't just spendin' that, we givin' back
Brodie gave the school fifty racks, let me see you mimic that (go do that)
Move how I want to 'round this bitch, you know a nigga stamped
And shout out to them jailhouse lawyers that's gettin' niggas back (gettin' 'em home)
And I can't tell these young niggas to put them guns down (nah)
It's up and stuck now, niggas already got gunned down (it's war)
But I can pull up with a couple hundred thou'
And show 'em the type of shit that they could do
If they stopped playin' around (ayy, go get this money)
I can't stress this shit enough, I'm you, my nigga (you, my nigga)
I been through the same shit you goin' through, my nigga (I have)
What you gon' do, my nigga? 'Cause you can make it, I'm the proof
You stop playin', I'll bet all this shit on you, my nigga (what we doin'?)
I'm just tellin' you the shit they should've told me (should've told me)
Keep you away from all the dreams these niggas sold me (niggas hoes)
These new bitches ain't shit, these new niggas the police
Don't let nobody f*ck your run up, keep your shit low-key (keep it low)
Just put your eyes on that money, then go get that (then go get that shit)
And when you get enough of it, make sure you give back (give 'em out)
I did that and I been blessed, f*ck who you tryna impress
Before you buy some jewelry, invest, nigga, that's real rap (you hear me?)
F*ck that blood shit, don't let your family take you off your mission
'Cause I had 50K, my peoples thought I had a million (crazy)
I told 'em wait and be patient until I really get it
They said I was fake, f*ck me, but I wasn't trippin' (I ain't trippin')
I just kept grindin', music kept sellin' (goin' up)
They could be here with me right now, shit, I tried to tell 'em (tried)
Crazy 'cause when they ask for somethin', I still Zelle it (here)
Trucking companies, I did that to give jobs to the felons
Tryna pay some bonds and help them mamas come home
I remember I was young and my mama was gone
Securus calls, one minute left, shit had me cryin' on the phone
Show you I came straight out the dirt, that's why I rock all these stones (nigga)
We had four options, sell drugs or do 'em
The other two was run from them shots or shoot 'em
If them your options right now, here go a new one
Pray to God, invest in yourself, and I'm the blueprint, nigga

(The Melody)
(Dj on the beat, so it's a banger) ayy

Whether it's sunny outside or it's rainin' (either or)
I say I f*ck with you, nigga, we gangin' (we locked)
I go off loyalty and how you treat me
Ain't nobody tellin' me shit that's gon' change it (f*cked up)
Suffer in silence, ain't with the complainin' (uh-uh)
They be like, "Grizz, why don't you be hangin'?" (What?)
I'm too important to be out here danglin'
Plus if niggas trip, then I'm makin' 'em famous (boom, boom, boom, boom)
You know I come from the ghetto, I wasn't just there
I was standin' on shit in them slums (exit 9)
Ridin' in stolies with smoke in my lungs
We pop out with fullies, ain't nowhere to run (come here)
Now I got mansions, Maybachs, Bentleys, Pateks
Prezis, they know how we come (shit)
Somebody call my PR, tell 'em hit Nike
Bitch, I'm 'bout to go on the run (outta here)

You know my killers ain't nothin' like yours
Them boys gon' score, for sure, for sure (for sure)
Call up your bitch when I'm bored, the way that she suck it
I ought to record this whore
Nah, I'm just playin', I'm happily married
Ain't signin' no papers, won't make it to court (no cap)
When you took that ring, I hope you know you signed your life away (no cap)
Baby, it ain't no divorce (no cap)
I keep my dick in my pants, it's hers
Glock on my everywhere except for New York (uh-huh)
Urus in Corsa, don't like it in sport
'Stead of a bus, I may take it on tour (yoom)
I'm in the jungle, doin' senega, rapé
Aya', camo, shrooms (medicine)
I'm in the trenches, know I'm a king and my boys on go
Don't even put on a move (go, go, go)
I ain't just talkin', I showed these niggas
Did it by myself, I don't owe these niggas (shit)
I made them M's, I stood on the couch at the top of my lungs
Like, "I told these niggas" (told these niggas)
Ain't done yet, still gon' be bigger (still gon' get it)
Ain't done yet, still gon' get richer (still gettin' to it)
Ain't shit changed, still feed my killers
Better come with all Dracs, you want me out the picture (bitch)

Pull up on me (pull up on me), do you love me? (You love me?)
Is you gon' do anything for me? (I need to know)
Can I trust you? (Can I trust you?) Can you show me? (Gotta show me)
I hear you talkin' (hear you talkin'), but we gon' see, baby (yeah, aight)

Whether it's sunny outside or it's rainin' (yeah)
I say I f*ck with you, nigga, we gangin' (yeah)
I go off loyalty and how you treat me
Ain't nobody tellin' me shit that's gon' change it (f*cked up)
Suffer in silence, ain't with the complainin' (shut up)
They be like, "Grizz, why don't you be hangin'?" (What?)
I'm too important to be out here danglin'
Plus if niggas trip, then I'm makin' 'em famous (boom, boom, boom)
You know I come from the ghetto, I wasn't just there
I was standin' on shit in them slums (standin' on shit)
Ridin' in stolies with smoke in my lungs
We pop out with fullies, ain't nowhere to run (uh)
Now I got mansions, Maybachs, Bentleys, Pateks
Prezis, they know how we come (shit)
Somebody call my PR, tell 'em hit Nike
Bitch, I'm 'bout to go on the run (outta here, nigga)

Bright white, never seen these lights
I know what this is, so I'm thinkin', "It's been one hell of a life"
Ain't accomplish everything I wanted to, but I did alright
Wish I could hug the people that love me, could've did shit right
I see the white gates, will they let me in? Do I deserve it?
Another bright light get close to me, but it didn't burn me
It know what I'm thinkin', it said, "Why you don't think you worthy?
No matter your sins, God got unlimited love and mercy
You a part of that love no matter what you did, you one of his
Just think about it, no matter how bad, would you do that to your kids?
And your love and patience ain't nothin' like his, God forgives"
I felt the embrace, it's been a minute since I dropped tears
I'm like, "What about all them shootings? What about all them niggas that died?
All the hurt I put in they family heart, all the fear I put in they eyes"
Said, "Everything gon' make sense, just not right now
You came close, but you ain't die, it's not your time"

Laid up in the 'spital, damn, I shouldn't underestimate the enemy (f*ck)
Medication kickin' in, dozed off again, I ain't got no energy (ah)
Hoopin' with some real killers, niggas slid to the crib, tried to finish me (damn)
Seein' old girl movin' crazy, I ain't gotta ask how they get to me (bitch)
The bros and them, they on demon time, hoppin' out of strikers with the straps out (what up?)
Any nigga out here claimin' that catch hollow tip 'til they tap out (bah, bah)
Can't say I don't understand, might sound crazy, but I feel them (I feel them niggas)
Know I would've did the same thing if I ever thought a nigga killed them (gon' kill them niggas)
Nurse come in like, "Y'all gotta clear it out, let him get his rest" (get out)
Will and Johnny like, "We gon' hold it down for you, big bro, don't even stress" (you know what it is)
Nurse bitch start sweet talkin' (yeah), and tryna cop a feel too (yeah)
She say, "You hurt, but I got somethin' up in my panties that'll heal you (oh, yeah)
Drugs kickin' in, she must think I'm free game, why she talkin' like that? (Why she talkin' like that?)
Turn around, ass fat as hell, bendin' over, why she walkin' like that? (Why she walkin' like that?)
Steady havin' all these nightmares 'bout them pussy niggas shootin' through the door (f*ck)
Boys couldn't get the job done, scary-ass niggas should've threw some more (pussy)
I'll never trust a bitch again (uh-uh)
Never endin' up like this again (uh-uh)
Main focus get money, I'm knowin' she took everything that was in the crib (shit)
I'll never trust a bitch again (uh-uh)
Never endin' up like this again (uh-uh)
Tried to get me iced in the crib, boy, I better not ever see that bitch again
Me and the nurse been choppin' it up
Long story short, she f*ckin' the plug
She tryna help me run this shit up
I'm focused, I been in trouble enough
That'll be love, you put that together
I get out here and I'm ready whenever
Shit, we go in business together
Shit, I'm tryna drop a new bezel
Month later, I was out of there
Girlie came and got me, my location shared (pull up)
If she try to play me, she gon' need a prayer
Four-nick' tucked in my underwear (baow)
She like, "Let's go the crib first and wake up the neighbors" (oh, yeah)
I'm like, "Nah, I put my money first, all that other shit can come later" (you trippin')
She like, "Oh, you put your money first?" I'm like, "Nah, I put loyalty first"
She like, "I was just makin' sure you was on point, you know niggas die over thirst" (what?)
I know niggas get side tracked about some pussy, but don't try that with me, it won't work (at all)
Matter of fact, my wounds hurt, go ahead and throw me some Percs (let me get them)
And tell me about this plug (show me this plug)
Tell me about these drugs (show me some drugs)
Tell me what you gettin' out all this shit, what's my cut?
You cool and all, but I'm here to this pape', don't get this shit f*cked up (don't get it f*cked up)
She like, "You had it rough and you a real nigga, I wanna see you up" (we gon' see)
We pull up to his crib, she call his phone, we park right by the curb
He come outside with two niggas and they strapped, but I am not concerned
I hop out, I'm like, "What's the word?"
Introduce myself, he like, "I heard
I need you on my team, bro, what can you do with fifty birds?"

Heard about your situation, you know what I'm sayin'?
Heard about you gettin' life, givin' that time back
That bitch gon' get what she deserve too
Oh, yeah, my name Dee, take my number down

(Helluva made this beat, baby)
(Unicus did it again)

Had a life sentence, God got me out of that, like, why me? (Why?)
Niggas shot the house up, I survived that, like, why me? (Why?)
Plug wanna make me rich, I ain't never met him, like, why me? (Why?)
When I think about it, nigga, why not me? (Why not?)
I'll deal with the nurse, ain't safe at the crib, she got me a room (let's get it)
I ain't scared, but these niggas know where I live and I know how to move (swear)
In the hospital, she was on dick too fast, that got me confused (f*ck goin' on?)
Tryna throw me some bricks and the nigga don't even know me, that seem kind of loose (trippin')
I told her come up, so she in the shower, I'm sittin' here thinkin' (the f*ck?)
Already mad as f*ck 'cause the bitch that set me up still breathin' (gotta get her)
I call Will and Johnny, told them boys, "Get ready, we need us a meeting" (link up)
Then the shower cut off, it's time to put together these pieces
She come out in a towel, starin' at me while she dryin' her hair (what's up?)
She like, "Baby, this pussy precious, I expect it to be handled with care" (oh, yeah)
I whip out Glock, her face shocked, I see the fear (don't move)
"Don't run, don't scream or none of that shit or you dyin' in here" (you hear me?)
She nodded and agreed, "I got some question, but, look, peep" (check it out)
"If you lyin', I'ma see, but if you keep it real, you could leave" (you hear me?)
"Why was you on me like that in hospital?" (Why?) "We know each other or somethin'?"
"And why the plug wanna throw me some work?" (Why?) "I'm his long lost brother or somethin'?
And how you keep tryna throw me the pussy? It seem like y'all two f*ckin'"
She like, "Look, I ain't doin' no screamin' or runnin', I promise to keep it a hundred
It was these two niggas, Tez and Tone" (okay, I'm listenin')
"I was givin' them the pills hopin' we could save enough to get on
Shit ended up goin' left, but that story long, I ain't do them niggas wrong
I ran into Dee, he said he'd f*ck with me, but not if I'm on my own
That's where you come in at, when you came in the hospital, I had a vision
But you eatin' too, we gon' both get it, so we both winnin'
Heard about you in the streets, I know what you do" (uh-huh)
"Couple years back, I saw your face on the news for givin' that time back, so I knew it was you"
Can't lie, that shit make sense, so I let down my defenses (okay)
But after what I just went through, I still can't trust these bitches (I can't)
"I still can't f*ck you, though, 'cause I don't want old boy in his feelings" (that's a no-no)
"We got work to do, go get some rest, I'll call you in a minute" (I'ma call you)
I give her a hug before she left, she shook up, still timid (come here)
If she know me, she know I'll shoot that bitch 'til it start clickin' (boom)

Dee kept his word, put them bricks on me, I f*ck with dude (my nigga)
Drivin' with 'em scary, though, this fifty, not just one or two (be careful)
Police catch me with this shit, it's over, they gon' lace my boots
But follow traffic laws and they can't stop you if they wanted to
I call Will and Johnny, told 'em hit the trap, they beat me there (pull up)
Told 'em, "Make sure all the niggas that we f*ck with be in there"
Then I called the nurse, told her, "Get up now and meet me there"
Should've seen they faces when I brought them fifty keys in there (shit)
"Listen up, we runnin' a tight ship with an iron fist
I don't care if niggas' mamas sick, be here on your shift
We ain't movin' loose, we ain't gon' slip, we gon' be on our shit
Right now, it's July, nigga, by Christmas, we gon' all be rich" (you hear me?)
One nigga jump up, he like, "Ayy, big bruh, I stand on business" (okay)
"But all that big homie shit dead, I ain't tryna hear it" (what?)
I'm like, "I'm happy you spoke up, everybody pay attention
Let this be a lesson, Johnny, take him in the back and kill him" (go kill his ass)
I heard, "Nah, that's my cousin," "Will, take him with him" (take him too)
"If we ain't got order 'round this bitch before we start, we finished" (frrt)
I'm seein' niggas jumpin' as bro and 'em let off them switches (shit)
Now everybody in here on point, I like this feelin' (I like this)
"Ayy, Bri, we need some houses in your name" (three of 'em)
"Three of 'em, one for the money, one for the 'caine
The last one in case we gotta move shit around
Johnny, get some shovels, have them put dog 'nem in the ground" (bury them)
Weeks pass, name ringin' in the streets (we on that)
We ain't breakin' down a bag, they gettin' this for cheap (come get it)
Got the best dope, I need to go and meet with Dee
Them fifty bricks gone, I need a hundred more at least (I need it)
I'm ridin' with Bri, we finna go and get this package
She like, "We need to switch up the house, it's too much traffic" (too much)
She say, "A worker keep comin' up short, his name Magic" (who?)
I'm like, "Alright, bet, pull up on him, let's see what's happenin'" (go see)
We pull up to the spot, I walk in like, "What's poppin'?" (What's up with niggas?)
"Niggas can't count or somethin' in here? What's the problem?" (F*ck goin' on?)
He lookin' stupid like, "It was only a couple thousand" (huh?)
I up blick like, "Bitch, I don't care if it was a dollar" (nigga)
He like, "Hear me out, bro and 'em in here ain't gon' work for free
I took it out the bag, though, I should've paid 'em personally
A young nigga named Turk was in the spot
I say, "Turk, you in charge of this now," he say, "That work for me" (for sure)
"Ayy, Magic, you ain't touchin' no more money" (none)
"Report to Turk since you keep bein' a f*ckin' dummy
If I short the plug, who you think he gon' look at funny?" (Bitch, bitch-ass nigga)
"I was nice, nigga, next time, it's gon' get bloody" (f*ck on)
Later on, we get with Dee, he count that money up
He like, "I trusted you, my nigga, you ain't f*ck it up?" (Uh-huh)
"You keep this up, I'll take you with me to Columbia
To get a thousand of 'em, but for now, here go that double up" (let's go)
Then he say he gotta holler at me in the back (what's up?)
Told Bri to have them load the car, then wait outside
He like, "You want a drink?" I'm like, "Nah, what's on your mind?"
He took a sip of tequila, then he pulled out his .9 (what you on?)
He like, "Brodie, I can't lie, you been killin' it" (okay)
"Y'all out there movin' real weight and killin' shit" (for sure)
"I just hope you know how big this shit can really get" (talk to me)
"But before we get to that, I gotta clear some shit" (what's up, nigga?)
"You and the nurse spend a lot of time with each other" (we do)
"I mean, I get it, you the muscle, she good with the numbers" (uh-huh)
"That ain't my wife, but that's my bitch, I can't lie, I love her" (man)
"So listen, you cannot f*ck her, you do not touch her" (what?)
I'm like, "Dee, I respect you with the utmost" (you my dog)
"As far as big homies, you're the only one that come close
Your lil' warnin' 'bout your ho, listen, I got it
But I'm far from a pussy, my nigga, watch it, you hear me?" (Chill)
"You could've just said, 'She mine, we got somethin' real'" (you know?)
"But all that 'you cannot' shit, I ain't one of them" (come on now)
"Them real hustlers, real killers, bro, I come from them" (you know that)
"So it's a level of respect when we talkin' as men" (come on now)
We shake hands, I head to the whip
I get a call from Johnny as I load the last brick (what up?)
I say, "I'm on my way to you," he like, "How much we get?"
I say, "I got a hundred pair of shoes," he like, "Shit" (nigga, we on)
Jump in with Bri, we headed to the trap
She like, "When you gon' let me eat that like a snack?" (You gotta chill)
If I ain't had love for Dee, I would've beat her from the back
Just replied, "I ain't even on that with you, baby, drive" (you gotta chill)
We finally pull up, it feel good to see my niggas hustlin' (my niggas on it)
And they ain't doin' this shit for free, them niggas gettin' somethin' (them niggas eatin')
Will and Johnny like, "Bro, we got some issues comin'
Other trappers in the hood say we takin' business from 'em" (how?)
I'm like, "We got this shit so low, how they competin' with us?" (Niggas crazy)
"They might as well get this shit from us, they could be eatin' with us" (them niggas crazy)
"Alright, f*ck it, bet, bro, set up a meetin' with 'em
Tell 'em bring they people with 'em, when they get there, leave them niggas" (fah, fah)

Bri like, "I'm finna go cook, you want a plate?" (Hell yeah)
She say she makin' her famous baked potatoes and steak (okay)
I'm like, "Hell yeah, I'ma push up 'round eight"
She like, "Bet, but, nigga, that shit gon' be gone, you come too late" (okay)
We take the dope in the crib, it's time to work (work)
Break 'em down to halves, turn them halves into birds (work)
Magic in his feelings since I gave the trap to Turk (f*ck him)
Youngin on it though, he want this shit, he ain't missin' a serve (my youngin)
I asked him, "You think Magic gon' be a problem?"
He said, "Nah, but if he get on that, I got him"
I said, "You would do that after how long y'all been rockin'?"
He said, "It's rules to this shit, you who I got my job from" (say less)
Leavin' out the trap, I'm headed to Bri (I'm on the way)
For the longest, she been tryna put that wet shit on me
I'm thinkin' 'bout that conversation with Dee
I ain't even on that with her, I'm just goin' there to eat
Checkin' in and go to sleep (no cap)
I pull up, she at the door wearin' some sexy shit (damn)
Uh, ass jiggle when she walk, she on some messy shit (f*ck)
Caught me lookin', she like, "Grab it, you some scary shit" (f*ck)
Uh, I get comfortable, that food smellin' heaven-sent
Now she makin' my plate, Dee call me
I text him, "I'ma hit you right back," he keep callin'
I pick up, I'm like, "Bro, what up?" He like, "Man
Drop everything, get to my crib quick as you can" (here I come)
I jump up, throw on my shit like, "Bri, I gotta dip"
She lookin' pissed, I don't give no f*ck, I'm to the whip
Low-key I'm sick I ain't get my f*ckin' plate
F*ck some good news, whatever he sayin' better be great
I pull in the driveway, walk through the side door
Murder vibes in the air, but I got my iron close
I hear a voice, I kind of recognize it, they cryin' though
We walk in the backroom, she got on a blindfold
First my heart drop (first my heart drop), then my jaws lock (then my jaws lock)
They take her blindfold off, I know her heart stopped (this bitch)
Nigga, I'm so f*ckin' mad, I could cry
I can't even form words, this shit caught me by surprise (what the f*ck?)
She say she love me, she sorry she did it
She wasn't thinkin', she was listenin' to niggas (bitch, shut the f*ck up)
The thought that's goin' through my head so vicious
F*ck who pulled the trigger, we got the snake bitch that sent 'em (ayy, we got this bitch)
I said, "Sheila, I could never forgive you
And in a minute, you gon' wish you weren't livin'" (just watch this, give me a second)
Told Dee I need a blowtorch and scissors
Then Johnny call like, "Brodie, get here fast, they just killed her" (killed who?)
"Killed who?" He hung up, I'm like, "Shit"
I throw the blindfold back on Sheila, tape her lips (come on)
"Ayy, Dee, what you did was priceless," he like, "I'm hip
We got a long way to go, a body, that ain't shit"
I put her in the trunk, then head to the trap
Johnny ain't answerin', I tried to call back
Will ain't pickin' either, these niggas fried (these niggas trippin')
What the f*ck goin' on? Who the f*ck died? (What the f*ck?)
I get to the house, she in the trunk, so I park in the back
That way, if she start kickin', they won't hear her ass
I walk in, the trap is empty, where these niggas at?
Then I feel somethin' on my head, it gotta be a strap (woah)
I put my hands up, I'm like, "You got it
It's an M downstairs, bro, don't shoot and you can have it" (you can have that shit)
He bring his ass downstairs and he gon' die, that's where them straps at
He like, "Turn around," I turn around and I'm like, "Magic?"