[Tee Grizzley & Ty Dolla $ign] (Hit-Boy) Had to take my jewelry off for this shit, man Na, na-na, na-na Had to take my money out my pocket and everything, before I even start rappin´
Ooh yeah Just so I get that feel again, you know what I´m sayin´? Na, na-na, na-na, na Back to that grind, that hunger Not like everybody else that´s rich (Ooh-wee)
[Tee Grizzley & Ty Dolla $ign] The last shit I dropped was some industry songs I thought was gon´ be lit Now I know if I keep doin´ that, I ain´t gon´ be shit (I tried it) I can´t make that shit y´all hear from Drake and them The people that relate to me do not relate to Taylor Swift (Uh-uh) So I apologize (Apologize) For comin´ to the studio and seein´ dollar signs (Dollar signs)
Instead of bein´ real with y´all, like how I´m traumatized (Traumatized) The shit that happened to JB hit me so hard, it made my mama cry (Damn) Speakin´ of my mama, yeah, she still got a lot of time (Uh-huh) Lost my great granny, we knew she was almost out of time I ain´t cut them niggas off for nothin´, they was out of line Niggas rappers ´til the feds have ´em singin´ like Ty Dolla $ign, ayy (Ooh yeah) I ain´t no rapper, I´m an artist Ain´t in and out of jail, so I gotta be the smartest Plus I´m seasoned like Lawry´s Put the guns down from my past, now I´m a target Had to pick the guns back up case they start sparking (Boom)
Real peace, I´m tryna get closer to it I can´t find that in money ´cause I be blowin´ through it Free my commissary niggas and that bitch goin´ through it Few M´s in cash, bet you can´t get to know me for it (Uh-huh) The real side of me (Real side), it´s a broke me (Yeah) And the rich me owe him an apology Really I hit the lottery (I did) And instead of being grateful, I just see people winnin´ and let it bother me (I did) Kylie made a billion, I´m failin´ in life, I gotta be She younger than me, so I´m ´posed to have more money logically Then I start thinkin´ like that shit don´t apply to me
Kylie Jenner came from millions, I come from poverty (Come from poverty) Anybody born into money, they supposed to You was gon´ be dead at twenty, that´s what they told you (That´s what they said) But instead you got rich and fucked all the hoes that hoed you (All of ´em) Now it´s time to make sure you don´t go back to the old you (No, you can´t) Now I understand (I understand) I´m me, so I ain´t nothin´ like no other man (Tee Grizzley) When they was buyin´ ´fits and never wearin´ clothes twice I was at auntie house, tellin´ Lau´, "Give me everything you don´t like" What I got in common with these other rappers? Nothin´, nigga (Nothin´)
They make theyselves feel real by hangin´ with bummy niggas Pull up to the trenches, take some pictures, let ´em clutch the blicky That´s why I be irritated when I gotta fuck with niggas (On my mama) I´ma tell you the truth (Man, the truth) They lettin´ niggas get some money, all that other shit is through I got bitches, got my niggas, I got millions in the stu´ Trade my mansion for a cell over some clout, boy, would you? (Boy) But let you tell it, you quick to blast, gon´ flip his ass Life in prison, no more pussy, only nigga ass (That´s it) Only six packs (That´s it), only calf muscle (That´s all)
Them niggas ain´t tryna make love, they ´bout to wrap somethin´ That shit funny, but it´s true Better grow a brain ´fore it be you (´Fore it be you) Better think ´fore you try to be cool (Tryna be cool, nigga) Better look for some cameras before you shoot I was that nigga before I had the cash (Yeah) In the club with my bitch, still grabbin´ ass (Come here) God told me, "Son, I´m not sendin´ you to Hell" Even though I killed whoever caught ´em when I threw them shells (Amen) Don´t let this go over your head I wouldn´t´ve told on nobody and I wasn´t goin´ to jail, nigga (You hear me?) Don´t let this go over your head
I wasn´t tellin´ on nobody and I wasn´t goin´ to jail, nigga
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