DBZ (feat. Tee Grizzley) - Flight

Ah (ah) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ah (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track (no way) Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap (grrah) Gave my mama all that time, she did ten and gave that back Now your kids rich, MarMar blew 80 stacks, and made that back (ayy) My nigga Tee the sergeant (ayy), neighborhood locksmith (ayy) Uberin' with Ks, five stars, get a top lift (grrt) If I gotta stand tall (what?), I'ma drop shit (ayy) Westside, thirty on the Wesson, call it Glocksmith (boom) We come from that cloth that they don't make no more (they don't) Text your bitch like, "Pop out", she texts back you made her stay at home (this hoe-ass) Baby Grizz and mama Grizzley back, they let them gangsters home (they here) Ridin' in that SRT Demon, but them angels close, I ain't alone Say the clip full, brodie (rrah), we gon' spray that, though (ayy) Opps know ain't shit they can do, they ain't gon' save that, though (that's it) Eat me in a Rolls-Royce (skrrt), I just might make a hoe Told that lil' bitch to bring her friends, I don't date alone Ayy, you strapped when your niggas with you (what?), I got that Drac' alone Told the DJ he a rat, when we in here don't play that song (sure did) All my niggas up in bank, imagine what I make alone Come and drop a nigga whole village, this shit Game of Thrones (grrah) Pull up in them Lamb' trucks trippin', got like eight poles ('krrt, skrrt, skrrt) Drums in this bitch, full crowd, it's a Drac' show (boom, boom, boom) Say them boys ride, .308, turn his brakes on Let my O.G. out, can't wait to put my nigga Blaze on Asked bro before I got locked, I was 20 up (no cap, nigga) Ayy, now it's eight hunnid and 20+ All shops, .30 pokin', givin' twenty up Go get me a water, bitch, I'm rollin' like a 20 Blood (ayy) At the Waldorf eatin' on the roof, I bring your hoe up here (come here) On the jet I'm wearin' red like stop, but she gon' go up here (she goin') All my shooters smart, but if you play, they gon' act slow up here (what?) Call my label up like, "Bring that bag and baby bro in there" (Baby Grizz) Damn, I wish you was here to see this shit we did, pops (R.I.P.) I don't wanna drive the Lamb' today, bring me that Benz block (ayy, bro, pull up) You can look up all our paperwork, solid as a rock (ten toes) And my pistols like Snoop, .64, switches on them Glocks (brr) I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap Gave my mama all that time, she did 10 and gave that back Now your kids rich, MarMar blew 80 stacks and made that back DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

What's up, baby, I'm doin' ad-libs right now, you hear me? (500) I'm doin' ad-libs right now (yeah) Hold on, hold on, I'm 'bout to call you right back (Helluva made the beat, baby) (Twin Grizzleys) ayy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack Ayy, these boys lame as f-, I got facial recognition (huh) Murder mag manager, I got it out the kitchen I'll elevate your bum a- career, with my mention Dawg mad, so I hit his b- and doubled up the tension (ha-ha) Dropped the Range Rover just to move through the snow (skrrt) Drumroll forty 'cause I move when it's go (ayy) Yeah, I heard your song, it was cool, but you broke (yeah) Yeah, I heard you play with that tool, but you bold (yeah) I walk in the club and get to trippin' like my lace loose (make it rain) Hit I gotta (okay), I bought that b- some Prada (okay) Too much money on my plate, heavyweight, b- I'm eight deuce (okay) Check that bag like a guala, on my momma (woo) N- hate when I talk money 'cause they ain't got none (hey) Make a opp run (hey), call a hundred round Glock fun 500 essays, my ni- had a high run (500) Dreamed I was in a Benz, so I dropped one (skrrt) Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Tool on the TEC, fool and get whacked, uh Smooth, but I don't play by rules, so get back (okay) Don't wear blue, so I'ma buy the Loub's just to match it (okay) Jumpin' over n- leapin' hit that p- for a hour off them pills, I, uh Eliminate, I'm sleep Teacher asked who I wanna be, I said, "My nigga Tee" Whole squad throwin' up the B's like I hit a three Left wrist icy (hey), right wrist icy (hey) B- tried to spike me (hey), feds try to 'dict me (hey) Saint Laurent shirt, nah, b- this ain't no white tee Put all my n- on that screen like I'm Spike Lee Cooler on the TEC, four-five, Nina Busser Baby, wanna be my kid's momma, I can't trust her P- was amazin' but I can't even cuff her Too much bread, I can't even spread chunky peanut butter (ooh) If you know your b- bad, n-, please, tuck her Tell her new n-, "Take a knee, I done fucked her" (okay) P- was amazin' but I can't even cuff her (okay) Too much bread like I'm tryna spread chunky peanut butter N-, left wrist icy, right wrist icy (ice) Left wrist icy (ice), right wrist icy (ice) Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack N-, left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (both of 'em) Left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (hundred on that b-) Belt was a stack (yeah), shoes was a stack (what else?) Belt was a stack (what else?), shoes was a stack (talk to 'em) Ayy, ask God to help me take flight (yeah) Now I know how it feel to everythin', except wear fake ice (facts) Only tell the truth to Jesus, when we talk on late nights (amen) Like, "You know I committed every sin except for rape, right? (Did everythin') Waitin' on our momma now, they gave me back my brother (he hard) My chain cost the same way I keep it, that's a hundred (whole hundred) The shooter got his passport, we'll blow you down in London (boom) Next time a n- diss me, ask 'em, "Do he got more money?" (He don't) I got pull, ayy (pull), but it's rules, ayy (but it's rules) Have n- walk up in your house like they your roommates (knock-knock) Yeah, left wrist icy (icy), new crib pricy (yeah) N- don't like me, you'll get fried like Hibachi (cookin') Wish somebody would, try to play like I ain't GOATed (what?) Keep it real, I'm the reason n- gettin' noticed (facts) I was headlinin', n- couldn't even open (facts) It was mine first, now it's Baby Grizz' moment, n- Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, b- Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, b- (stack, b-, stack, b-)

Ayy, ayy, what's up gang Let me go secure the M's for the gang Ayy, ayy, what's up gang Those niggas still think it's my fault Ayy I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) I went been feelin' all kites To puttin' an M on my block New Gucci sweater is drip (that's drip) Somebody give me a mop (that's drip) These niggas act like the cops (Like fuzz) Gossipin' more than the thots (nigga what?) In jail I had stripes off the rocks (stripes) I make you count off the rocks These niggas think that I made it and Can't get my friends, so they wanna be ops If I see no niggas who hatin' and I'm In that spaceship, I'm droppin' that top I get that cake like my b-day ain't no happy belated I'm callin' the guap Who gave you niggas a voice Who told you your thoughts count GPS straight to the money I put my niggas in route They told me got bricks in the drop AR with the big Mickey Mouse You poses your lady at 12, Ain't that nice seein' my dick in her mouth? Candles all over the mansion You lil niggas can't shit on my house I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) Fuck-fuck with-with me-me boy Cut off your hands and your fingers 100 round in your ears with a ringer Cock it back, watch it turn to a singer Get it firing like this Jerry Springer All of my niggas on go-go Zip the AR back like the pogo Don't do dirty with these niggas, they popo Had a G Wagon trap turned to rojo Finally gave it to us in that cold-cold Heard the hoes going' wild down in soho One's black and the other one's Mexican Had the hoes eating dick like El Pollo Younger than you with a Maybach Younger than you with a Bentley Fuckin' your bitch from the back, Got her head in a pillow, she keep yellin' gently Ain't being friends with these niggas Cause when i was down not a soul had sympathy That's how I go when you're broke Bitch on the boat do coke Bitch I fucked up on my own Not get lost on these new niggas clones Fucked that bitch and she asked for a loan Bitch you gon' get that shit on your own And nobody give me not a thing So I spend 90k on my ring You can see all my pain in my watch Got my ex downing' bottles of scotch Walkin' round with my hand on my crotch Cause I'm popping and i know you not And I know you see just how I'm livin' You not happy with life so you sippin' Walkin' reeboks on treetops gettin' hella guap Got a big Benz like Sasquatch, Are you talking shit, nigga, with a bitch? Know it's top notch I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) The iPhone IG all the time (I see you) How dare them niggas gon' lie? Wagyu steak, I dine (real steak) 8 oz, two 55 (real steak) I can't get funky with niggas, My niggas so groovy, you niggas be jives If i ain't had love for me, I woulda been trying' to get Nicki Minaj I need a duffle a verse, I do a hook for a dime Put murders on FaceTime before i get to the club, Nigga, look at the line Money ain't changed my heart but I'm smarter I guess it changed my mind And I take care of my hitters in prison, Don't think it's safe inside (stab his ass) I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes)

My chain cost the same way I keep it, that's 100 Got about five chains, nothin' but half a ticket Hahaha Huh, black Lamb with the black seats (Lambo) Give her back shots 'til her back weak (Uh) Huh, six figures when they tax me Know some street niggas makin' M's livin tax-free (My niggas) Look, your bitch called but her bag cheap (Haha) Huh, and we don't want the load 'less the bag cheap (Cheap) Hit the dope then exhale like a spreadsheet Hundred racks last week, that wasn't even a fast week (Slow) Tell that bitch I'm tryin' to wake up to the neck (Neck) I don't go to sleep in Nike, but I wake up to a check (Check) Fuck a bitch, bust on her face, jump on a jet Block her number, now her theme song Drake, "I'm Upset" (I'm Upset) Bust a Rolly down just to boast (Boast) AP or the Patek, I don't know (I don't know) I'ma Warren Buff- and do the most And this bitch so wet, It's like I threw her off the boat (Talk to 'em) Lotta dirty money needs soap (Yeah) If I text she might screenshot posts (Yeah) This a tennis chain, not a rope Broke up with your nigga, good move, he a joke (Yeah) I heard she don't answer DMs (Oh yeah?) I'ma still shoot my shot like "What's the deal?" (What up?) Ass so pretty, don't matter if it's real (Nah) No competition, she know she badder than them (I got) Six incomes, stay afloat (Yeah) Couple Adderall, stay awoke (Yeah) Instagram whore, I made her ride on this dick She a cool little bitch, we caught a vibe at the Ritz (At the Ritz) All these niggas wanna add they two cents (What?) Little money never told big money shit Trap nigga with a label, come sign for a brick I can start a campfire 'cause I'm ridin' with them sticks, plus I Bust a Rolly down just to boast (Boast) AP or the Patek, I don't know (I don't know) I'ma Warren Buff- and do the most And this bitch so wet, It's like I threw her off the boat (Talk to 'em) Lotta dirty money needs soap (Yeah) If I text she might screenshot posts (Yeah) This a tennis chain, not a rope Broke up with your nigga, good move, he a joke (Yeah)

Need that We need that 10 bands will get a nigga a Tee track I need a whole 10 out a nigga if I jump on niggas raps I need a whole 10 out a nigga if I jump on niggas raps Why these niggas watching me tell em to look at cable Before I find they bitch and fuck up they engagement The plug said I'm half a man and half amazing No cereal but I got twenty bowls on the table Feeling good finally made it out them chains Yo mans playing tough, I let you see that nigga brain's I can get yo bitch wet before the next time it rain You a fool you think Imma keep that forty-one plain nigga Been in the sun getting dark the Buffs still white Did some time made it back the prices was still right Everything I rap about it happened in real life You got pregnant on me baby, how you think you still wife? Hahhh Whenever I do that it mean I'm about activate Nigga put his hands on me shit gone escalate Platinum rollie hang out that platinum escalade 30 on yo team, they gone kill you niggas yesterday Go tell them boys I need 10 for a feature nigga I need 10 for a feature nigga Tell them boys I said 10 for a feature nigga I need 10 for a feature nigga Like what the fuck is five hunna Dig deeper nigga You want a track go get 10 for a feature nigga Tell them boys I charge 10 for a feature nigga Wait a minute I get deeper with it Free my Ma Dukes Free my nigga Tay I can fight and I can shoot How niggas wanna play Free my lil bro I talked to him today He said "a nigga want a track" Charge him 10K If they ain't got it they shouldn't be rapping anyway If these niggas can't come up with 10 then they in the way I'm out of prison, Let me pick up where I left it at Got my jessipes in the game but I ain't finna play Medusa head hold up my white Barbours I don't game up these hoes I don't like talking This ain't no motherfucking rollie This a ice sculpture Try to take it watch how quick I send them night crawlers Go tell them boys I need 10 for a feature nigga I need 10 for a feature nigga Tell them boys I said 10 for a feature nigga I need 10 for a feature nigga Like what the fuck is five hunna Dig deeper nigga You want a track go get 10 for a feature nigga Tell them boys I charge 10 for a feature nigga Wait a minute I get deeper with it Like huh, That's what you niggas call a team? Two bands on my feet, You want to walk with me? Huh? Somebody said talk is cheap I speak a 100 thousand to existence Come and talk to me A nigga put his hands on me Let me stop you there A nigga raise his voice at me then he out of there That K will sit you down and spin you like a barber chair Jet black mink with the hood, Call me PaPa Bear Stupid ass nigga I need 10 for a feature If you hear a nigga chased me I was running to a heater Pop and leave his head hot Somebody check him for a fever Shout to my bitch and the bitches that want to be her nigga Me and that boy Curry got some shit in common Last night we put up thorty niggas couldn't stop us He put up thorty point's, I put up thorty thousand Them niggas be shooting hoops We be shooting choppas Go tell them boys I need 10 for a feature nigga I need 10 for a feature nigga Tell them boys I said 10 for a feature nigga I need 10 for a feature nigga Like what the fuck is five hunna Dig deeper nigga You want a track go get 10 for a feature nigga Tell them boys I charge 10 for a feature nigga Wait a minute I get deeper with it

Look at the bottom, I had to make it, I had to Came with a record deal, I had to touch it, I had to All the jealousy it got activated (outta no where) All the fake love it got activated Got some people, they really my kin don't feel like we family though Then I got some people, They only my friends and feel like we family though Whenever it's time to stick to the plan I know how to handle it most (I got it) Vanish the foes and cancel the hoes Just so I could manage to go Deactivated and I'ma do me, I am not goin' on E You know I'm out in these streets but let me not eat I'm robbin' these niggas that's out here on fleek And thats on my OG One thing I learned from these suckers These niggas don't be your brothers These bitches don't even love you Better keep your circle small Cause that loyalty is a bad motherfucker That loyalty, that bitch a bad motherfucker I caught my sister stealing out my pockets It ain't your fault if I don't trust you I can still get five years for the pistol Ain't no way around it, I'm clutchin' If I'm ever threatened, if I'm disrespected Ain't no way around it, I'm bustin' I got some people, we got different blood They wanna see me in a Ghost (Rolls-Royce) And I got some people, we got the same blood They wanna see me as a ghost (Dead) That's why I'm doin' the most, playin' my role Better tuck your bitch, I'm at niggas hoes Thick spread, all blue faces I don't need dubs to make it look long Dreadhead but I'm a city nigga If I'm pussy, then Biggie living Won't fuck just an bitch Annihilate this bitch, blow at any nigga Date day with the belly spray And it's really gold, I ain't going' different Should invest into funeral homes Cause these bitches dyin' just to fuck with us (she did) Bro said the last bag was garbage (garbage) So I paid him back out of respect (here you go) Stand up, nigga, if I fuck with you Its 100 brah, I don't finesse (100) When I ain't fuck with niggas, it was all blood Laugh, cry with him, for cuz His loyalty ain't where I need it at So it's a shame I can't even call Dub I like to call baby, like what's the word? Chillin', I ain't on shit tonight She gonna come through, get me right And I'ma crash through it like she ran the light Well, I gotta go before I miss this flight (I'm gone) So I'm tryna get up (get up) I'm like a kid before Christmas night Who ain't never had none in his life, like This really my life with zero exaggeration Some niggas just elevated Got me feelin' activated Lost a lot in them cells and cages But held on to my dedication The money got me fascinated Saw that shit and got activated Saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated Canada Goose keep me warm in my cold city (Detroit) I got a pole with me, Glock cost 450 Your bitch blowin' (she's drunk) Took my soul with her (suck it) They got they hand out (what?) I don't even know niggas For testing the game? I'm testing my aim If i die today, I got a M to my name In 2015, ain't have a stack to my name (broke) Cuz let me starve, sent him a pic in a new Mulsanne Tell him I saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated I saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated Saw the money and got activated I saw the money and got activated I saw the money and got activated

ATL Jacob I barely go on dates, so I hold yo' hand Even if I grew up with him, I don't know yo' man 'Cause if I say I know him, I might blow my chance Take you to the heart of the trenches, ain't no romance We not together, but we make it official This lifestyle forever, just make sure it fit you Talk to me, walk with me Caress on me, feel on me Sex got a melody Grip on it, spit on it I don't throw hoes on my page, they don't make my 'gram 'Cause my other bitch might get mad, but I'ma take my chance Bad bitch wanna see my show, wanna bring her friends Put they name on the list, gotta get them in Keepin' it lowkey, come to my meet and greet I'ma give you a room key, girl, go wait for me Said, "Fuck that nosebleed," she want a floor seat Wanna get close to me, what you gon' do with me Know I'm move deep, bitch, I'm too street We not together, my baby, you just cool peeps What yo' friend on, you know I had her before You used to fuck with billionair, I never met him before I barely go on dates, so I hold yo' hand Even if I grew up with him, I don't know yo' man 'Cause if I say I know him, I might blow my chance Take you to the heart of the trenches, ain't no romance We not together, but we make it official This lifestyle forever, just make sure it fit you Talk to me, walk with me Caress on me, feel on me Sex got a melody Grip on it, spit on it I bought her ass them booty shorts she want Every married, I do You can blow a bag with me I know rappers backstage All I do I get a Fast & Furious (Skrrt) I met her today (I swerve) Just give me loctation (ASAP) Why these bitches hatin'? But these bitches basic (Facts) I'm hurt on chain what I won't tell who I fucked last night Gotta watch out what you say to me, I smash on sight (Come here) In the studio, got her name on my wrist right now (I know) Forgive me what I did, I know you pissed right now (I know) You the shit right now (Right now) Get dick right down (Dick right down) Put them drugs on my tongue, bite right down I barely go on dates, so I hold yo' hand Even if I grew up with him, I don't know yo' man 'Cause if I say I know him, I might blow my chance Take you to the heart of the trenches, ain't no romance We not together, but we make it official This lifestyle, forever just make sure it fit you Talk to me, walk with me Caress on me, feel on me Sex got a melody Grip on it, spit on it Rest in peace Pimp C but let's get more hoes She don't wanna share her secrets with me But I know 'em already Fuck your ex I'ma show her I'm ready I barely go on dates, so I hold yo' hand Even if I grew up with him, I don't know yo' man 'Cause if I say I know him, I might blow my chance Take you to the heart of the trenches, ain't no romance We not together, but we make it official This lifestyle forever, just make sure it fit you Talk to me, walk with me Caress on me, feel on me Sex got a melody Grip on it, spit on it

Loved each other way more than we love life We so close, people thought had a love life We loved each other way more than we love life (Helluva made this beat, baby) Still do (AJB) I used to be like "I don't need security" (street nigga) I don't want these niggas think that there's fear in me (At all) tell my driver, "Be on point", he wasn't hearing me Them shots went off, I'm steady callin' you You ain't answering, you scarin' me (Hello?) In my city, if you winnin', you can't stay They call bein' broke "real", they call gettin' money "fake" I gave you a bitch, why you still lookin' at my date? I gave you some food, why you still lookin' at my plate? (Envy) Nigga, they say they love us, but they love might be hate I can't really tell the difference, salt and sugar look the same (It's tricky) look how they did Dex, look how they did Blake Look how they tried to do me, but got JB Man, that jealousy so real, man, that hate so deep Man, that envy shit so real, you make it off these streets Your soul wouldn't mean it, still shocked, what she do to you? You was just winnin', now I'm cryin' at your funeral But any tear I shed, another thousand on your head, nigga (Sew my fuckin' mouth, man) now shut your face You think I'm playin, nigga? Every tear I shed Another thousand on your head (on my daddy Gray) Now shut your face, you think I'm playing, AJB I wish I was sittin' outside with you And I was in that back with you, you know Your favorite rapper would've never let those guys get you I would've shot 'em with lead, dyin', leakin' in the street Wouldn't have ran, would've smoked a roach and watched that man go to sleep Hey, you think they came for her? Man, you know they came for me, they took my heart And my brains, niggas know that I can't think I'm playin' with these drums, niggas know I like Tay Keith Eyes bloodshot, red niggas know I ain't miss sleep, but All these dead loved ones make it hard to sleep All this anger inside make it hard to grieve All this nicotine make it hard to breathe All these tears in my eyes make it hard to sleep They find a murder weapon, bro', it's gon' be hard to beat First offer, 50 years, so it's hard to plea Ayy, if they do something to us, then they known for it (Then they known for it) but if we do something to them Then we run for it (we run for it) Fuck that, if you takes mines, I take yours, homie They gon' pray to the Lord, "Don't be too hard on me" (Please), ayy, you draw one, I draw four, homie (I draw four, homie) They be like, "God, don't be too hard on me" (please) Turn this bitch up, they gon' say I'm dead wrong Fuck that these niggas, got my auntie with a headstone Niggas tellin' me what to do like they smart as me But they ain't take your heart from you, they took my heart from me (bitch) I got one less person that wanted more from me Ready to kill whoever played with me or shorted me I got your kids, I got nonnie, I got Neal, too I got your babies, Kinsey and Gabrielle, too I got your sister and your mommy and your fam, too How the fuck you gon' down me? I can't stand you (damn) I pray they don't go to jail, I want them dead I'm just listening to the streets, hearing everything they saying I'm just waitin' on a name, I'm just prayin' that they say it Give a fuck if it's the mayor, nigga, million on his head Wish I could wake you up and beat your ass 'Cause I was just tellig' you about them dreams I had Nigga snatch my heart out my chest, can't nobody replace it when they believe you was fuckin' with your baby "Makes your tea good" is all I ever heard you sayin' Tryna hold my head, I don't know if I'm gon' make it This shit been eatin' me (eatin' me) I don't know what you seen in me, but you believed in me (Believed in me) tell them, "Keep that fake love" Let me grieve in peace (fuck that shit) But hey, you drop mines, I drop yours, homie (I drop yours homie) yeah You drop one, I drop four, homie (dropping four, homie) They be like, "God, please don't be too hard on me" (God, please) God, please don't close the door on me (please)