She lost all her memory She lost all her memory (J-J-J-J-JR) Damn I have a seat Look in her eyes, I'm like, "You don't remember me?" (Me) She noddin' off, can't really talk, she still weak I'm feelin' relieved, I take my hand off my heat The cop like, "When the last time you saw her, sir?" (What?) I give him a card like, "That's my lawyer, you can talk to her" Said the "L" word to him, now he feel defeated (lawyer) Hе like, "Bet, herе's my card if you ever need it" (alright) The doctor look at me like, "Sir, I know you grievin' But she need her rest, she just got out of surgery this evenin'" I'm like, "Doc', listen, she won't forgive me if I leave You won't even know I'm here, she made me promise, then agreed" (bet) Now for a whole month, we been kickin' it with each other (catchin' up) The doctors finally tell her she can leave, she recovered She look at me like, "I know I don't remember nothin' But one thing I remember is I never had a brother" (what?) "So who are you? Why you been here more than my mother?" (Listen) I said, "Listen, I been here because I love you" (I love you) "We ain't never get married, but, baby, I'm your husband" (we didn't) She like, "Your energy familiar, I knew it was somethin'" (knew it) "You got me out of situations, for that, I'm grateful" (grateful) "Gon' always be with you and that's my way of sayin' thank you" She like, "Boy, you stood by my side, I appreciate you Gon' always be your woman, I'm gon' always be faithful" (I know) And she ride every time I ride (every time) I made it out and she survived, you can't question God (that's crazy) And you a vibe, they ain't fuckin' with you in my eyes (at all) And as long as I'm alive, need you by my side You with me? Let's get it (let's do it) All that street shit behind now (behind now) Startin' a family my full-time job now (that's my job) I'm out here tellin' hoes the truth, ain't no more lyin' now I got a bitch, so play the side or get timed out (or get cut off) Matter fact, why fuck with all these bitches when you got a queen? And I ain't missin' nothin', she do everything Nigga, I'm wide awoke with the girl of my dreams Make it official, then my happy ending gon' be complete Next day, I went out and bought a wedding ring (a big one) This gotta be my wife, she survived and she set me free (let's get it) Before I got on one knee and said, "Marry me" She pulled out a gun like, "Nigga, I remember everything" I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything

DJ on the beat, so it's a banger Bitch, get the fuck up and stop screaming Shut the fuck up, where that nigga that you posted? You lie to me, I'ma smoke you Matter of fact, we 'bout to get the fuck on I pulled up, thought it was him and hit that boy in his dome She like, "Listen Tee, I swear, I ain't do nothing wrong" I'm like, "Listen, I know but it's somebody that you know that gotta go Walking out her shit, she see the body, get to screaming Smack her in the head with the gun, she get to bleeding (fuck up) Tryna avoid the neighbors, they might be on some policе shit I tell her, "Drive," shе like, "Boy, I'm bleeding, I can't see shit" (damn) She in the the passenger, I got that bitch on child lock (can't get out) I'm racing out her complex 'cause now her spot too hot (skrrt) Thinking to myself like "Damn, I'm movin' way too fast" (slow down) She like, "Please tell me what I did that made you mad" (I'm 'bout to tell you right now) I pulled up dawg picture (look at this) I'm like, "Tell me everything you know about this nigga" (right now) She seen his face and her eyes got bigger (wassup?) She like, "He be shooting shit and all his people killers" (I don't give a fuck) "He took me to his house, one time on Grand River" (okay) "I'll give you the address, just don't kill me, I got children" (what?) This bitch wasn't thinkin' 'bout them kids when she was strippin' (at all) I can't kill this bitch until she bring me to this nigga (at all) I'm kidnappin' you but being around me, still a privilege (bitch) She do something foul, she out the game, this ain't no scrimmage (bow) I check the tank, damn, we need gas (need gas) And a first aid kit 'cause this bitch bleeding bad (put some pressure on that) I pull up to the Shell, my heart beatin' fast (beatin' fast) I told her if she make a move, that's gon' be her last (bow) I got her phone, dawg calling, I'm like, "Ayy bitch, answer this" Swear you better not panic, bitch, pick up and talk that sexy shit" She like, "What's the word?" He like, "Shit, chillin', where you at?" And her ass fat, I know he want to hit it from the back (I know he do) She like, "You be playing, I've been tryna see you" (shit, pull up then) He like, "Who you with?" She respond, "I'm with my people" (just a couple of us) He like, "Pull up on the block, I'm with the gang" (I'm with the gang, bitch) We ride past, it's twenty niggas, he got on my chain (what the fuck dawg?) He call her phone like, "It's a nigga in the car, bitch, I just seen him" (I saw him) "Don't ride up this fuckin' block again or we gon' beam him" I snatched the phone and I'm like "Bitch I'm killing all you niggas" (smokin' all you niggas) He like, "You know where we at, pussy, fall through, nigga" (aight, bet nigga) I'm like, "Bet", hit the hood, grab the bros, grab the 'Tec's (grab 'em) Extra clips, couple vests (let's go), niggas dying on the set They think they don't bleed Can't believe how he was was talking (You heard that nigga?) I don't even want the chain back, put it in his coffin nigga Ayy, kick the bitch up out the car I'll kill her tomorrow (yeah) But I play it like it's cool, gave her ten racks, said, "I'm sorry" (my bad) Pull up in they hood, 'bout to tear they fucking block up (bow) Park around the corner, hop out, jump and gave twin choppers (let's go) They still out here like we wasn't comin', I do not lie (fuck them niggas) They got hoes with 'em, niggas die for thinking what they copped (boom, boom) Bro pop out the bushes and let shots fly (boom, boom, boom) I see doggy with my chain and let the chop' rock (bow, bow) I see car alarms going off and niggas droppin' (niggas droppin') I run up on dude with my chain like, "Bitch, what's popping?" (bitch wassup?) Yeah, stood over that boy, looked in his eyes, emptied the gun (bow, bow) Sirens goin' off, we outta here, bro, ditch the guns (we gone) Month later, police chargin' me with homis' (what?) I know my niggas ain't say shit, them niggas solid (them niggas solid) Ain't no witness or no guns, we goin' to trial (we goin' to trial) The lawyer say it's looking good, I'm gettin' out (I'm out this bitch) We finally get in court, the prosecutor talkin' foul (huh?) She say the stripper bitch had cameras on her house (what?) I ain't even see them bitches, I'm like, "How?" (that's crazy) I stood up in court, like "Bitch, I should've laid you down" (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

(J-J-J-J-J.R) On the prison bus, can't jump out the window, it's a gate See it in my face, I got a L in the state Thinkin' to myself, "I coulda took them bitches on a chase" C.O's on bullshit if you ain't the same race (Damn) Won't understand what happened, I thought you was big time I told 'em, "Karma came back, I had to get mine" (I had to) I hit the cell by myself, really sick now But this what it is when You the opposite of 6ix9ine A month passed, I been tryna call my bitch (Damn) She ain't pickin' up, I sent some niggas to her crib (Go check her out) It's crazy, I left all my money with that bitch Lawyers gotta get paid and ain't no money on my shit (This shit bullshit) She pick up, like, "Nigga, you ain't realize I'm leavin'?" (What?) "But I got you, I know you hurtin' and you need it" (Man) I gave your mama fifty, but the rest of that I'm keepin' (Okay) Nigga, you got life, where you at, you ain't gon' need it (Alright) She hung up, I felt the words in my chest My mama out here trippin', now she playin' with a check (She green) I love her but I know she ain't really got my back She the type to buy a 'Vette, hit the mall, blow the rest (Boutta be gone) Everybody after that I called shitted on me (Straight up) I know the bros doin' bad, they depended on me (Damn) I'm in here with a sword, I'm around different homies Can't hide that, I gotta hit the yard with it on me (Got that bitch on me) Years passed and I ain't get no visits, no mail (At all) Ain't got no hope for gettin' out 'cause I won't tell (I'm silent) Beef on this prison bid, I ain't takin' no Ls (None) Came back from yard and niggas cleared out my whole cell (Where all my shit?) They tryna get to me, it worked, I'm on took (I'm on it) I told my neighbor, "Let me holler at you real quick" (Ayy, come here) I said, "I got a band, tell me who hit the lick" (Who you see?) A good spin move, I ain't gon' give this nigga shit He like, "That's a bet, but I only know where one at He in Cell thirty, go there, you might not come back This the number where I need you to send that one stack 313—," I walked away on his dumbass (Fuck off, nigga) I'm 'bout to fuck the yard up (Fuck it up), butcher niggas Do 'em dirty, whoever in Cell thirty gettin' carved up I'm feelin' like I went dead, lemme charge up Still doin' drills, niggas better have they guard up (Have your guard up) I blow down on Cell thirty and it's open (I'm in here) But ain't nobody here, I move demon, bitch, I'm posted (I'm chillin') Later on, niggas came back but ain't noticed (What up?) I came from behind a nigga locker and now they frozen (It's bitch, bitch) Hit the first nigga in his neck, he started chokin' (Bitch) The other nigga threw his hands up like he posin' Put that metal to that nigga head like a Trojan (Trojan) Spartan (Spartan), knight (Knight) Smoke 'em with a knife (Smoke 'em with a knife) Take somethin' from me? I'ma come back for your life (Come back for your life) A nigga say my name, he gon' tell you I'm a striker (Striker) Half of the niggas I shot was tryna fight (Got blew down) The police took me to the hole later on that night (Fuck) Now I'm locked up (Damn), washed up (That's crazy) Stole from me and got popped up (Damn) Locked up (Locked up), washed up (Washed up) Stole from me and got popped up (They got popped the fuck up) My sharks let me drown (My sharks let me drown) My baby left me to die (My baby left me to die) Can't even get myself off the ground (Can't even get myself off the ground) And I won't even try (Fuck it), I can't even lie (Fuck it) My mama let me down (My mama let me down) My enemies not alive (My enemies not alive) Brodie tryna take my place, I'm not around (Damn) And I can't even cry (Fuck it), I won't even lie (Fuck it) I get a letter, I'm like, "Fuck is this about?" (Who this?) I'm thinkin' like, "This ain't for me, it went the wrong route" (This ain't for me) I seen a name instantly and lose all doubt (Damn) This the bitch that had all them cameras on her house (She got that shit) She like, "Dear Tee, I feel so ashamed Guilt-trippin', feelin' like I took you out the game Your niggas turned on you, they don't even say your name And your cousin 'bout to have a baby with your main" (That's crazy) "But fuck all that, I'm tryna get you out the pen' The lawyer told me we can appeal that and win You got a good chance, we gon' fight that bitch again I still got that money, we gon' pay the lawyer ten" (Say less) "Don't ask why, I just had to come and get you" (Okay) "Probably the last thing you wanna hear, but I miss you I feel like you the realest even though we had our issues You ain't had to get mad and hit me with that pistol" I'm fucked up (I'm fucked up), America wouldn't expect it (Damn) I was 'bout to die in prison, now I got an exit (Out this bitch) The ones that left me was the ones I respected (No cap) I got my life back, nah nigga, ain't need a blessin' (Ain't need a blessin') We hit court, I'm nervous, can't even front (I'm scared) The lawyer got to eatin' that bitch up like a lunch (Goin' crazy) The cameras saw a nigga with a hoodie and a gun Girl said it wasn't me, the prosecutor lookin' dumb (Talk yo' shit) The judge like, "That ain't what you said last trial, woman" She like, "That's my man and he cheated so I lied on him" (No cap) "But in all honesty, he innocent," judge shook his head Looked at her, looked at me and he dismissed that bitch (Let's get it) Back home (Back home), first day out I'm bendin' her over, her back strong (Her back strong) Gotta call my plug, that bidness, we back on (Let's get to it) All them boys that left me in prison get stepped on (I'm on y'all niggas ass, nigga, y'all know that) Ayy, get down on my knees, say, "Thank you," to Jesus Christ (Amen) Ol' girl came and helped but this shit ain't right If she testified once, then she'll do it twice I can't do it right now, but soon, I'ma take her life (This bitch a rat)

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)

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-)

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)