[Intro]
I'm up here in Lyrical Lemonade, they told me I had five minutes to write this shit (Don't you know you won the lotto?)
So you gon' see me holdin' a phone 'cause I just wrote this shit, gang
You hear me?
Let me know if y'all hear somethin'
[Verse]
Hit your ho without giving her my name, where my manners?
We look like construction workers, all these motherfuckin' hammers
They say, "Why you cut the dreads?" 'Cause I caught a hat on camera
Tell 'em anything, pointless-ass questions, they be askin'
I don't even drink, but I couldn't sleep, I dropped a deuce
Was a liar all his life, he went to court and told the truth
They confused about what tellin' is? This shit can't be true
How y'all street niggas, brodie, but don't know the basic rules?
Get it 'til we can't, kill him if he play
Spend my summers in the D, spend my winters in LA
Ice while I'm hittin', shorty grippin' on my chain
He ain't feel it, die instant, niggas hit him in his brain
Tomorrow ain't promised, get money, block the chatter
If shit ain't goin' good, don't give up it's just a chapter
They ain't in your circle, they some non-fuckin' factors
Send 'em prayers up and spend your time around who matter
I shitted on niggas' uncles, was blickin' at niggas' brothers
In prison, I ain't had nothin', I went in that bitch, was thuggin'
My word is all I got, I mean it, I say, "I love you"
His word saved my life, glory to the man above me
Check after check, 'bout this shit you would check
I'm raising kings, make sure y'all daughters know respect
You think them niggas all this and that? They ass rats
From now on, I'm going melodic, I'm tired of rap, nigga
He say, "I told on fake name, not you"
Nigga, you ain't 'pose to tell they ass the sky blue
Tell them club promoters before I slide through
"Have my bags and some drinks like a drive through," nigga
[Outro]
Grizz
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