[Intro]
What about these new guys that you like, specifically like Tee Grizzley?
I, I believe him, you know what I mean?
I hear his music and I'm like, man, that guy, I believe his story
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Gang in this bitch, we got them sticks in here, ayy
If bein' a real n***a was a job, a lot of y'all n***as would be unemployed, man
(Shout out the big homie JAY-Z) Let's get it

[Verse]
Hov told me quit puttin' that money to my ear (Chill out)
I gotta get used to this shit, I'm just not gettin' here (Chill out)
Dropped ice cream in Wraith and it ain't been a year (Six months)
Ever since I hit his bitch, that n***a been in tears
Damn, n***a, rest up Mal (Rest up)
They said it was my fault, but I never called for help (N***as just talkin')
Damn, n***a, rest up pops (Rest up, my n***a)
I wish I would of been the one blowin' back at the opps (Bitch, boom-boom-boom)
Lil' bro, if I get killed, don't cry
But before you turn up for me, somebody gotta get dropped (Them n***as gotta die)
If you get killed, I can't help it but to cry
They gon' think I'm ice skatin', every corner I'ma slide (Grrah, grrah)
N***a, gang in this bitch, we got them sticks in here (On God)
Watch who you bump, my n***a, we'll split your shit in here (On God)
Bro, matter of fact, just get the hoes and we gon' dip from here (On God)
'Cause n***as testifyin' on me, that's my biggest fear (On my mama)
Can't even eat with these n***as (Huh?)
'Cause I done seen 'em real life sneak diss a n***a
Then see 'em on they page next week with the n***a (Goddamn)
Same n***a they was talkin' 'bout (Same n***a), boy, you can't come around (Man, get the fuck on)
Bitch, you can't even get the line, hit the email (Rat)
Used to fuck with dog, he got to actin' like a female
When I was fuckin' with him he was lookin' like Big Worm (Boy, you a bitch, n***a)
Cut that n***a off, now he Ezal (Bum ass)
N***as sayin' free they man, shit be killin' me (Shit be blowin' me)
You ain't put nothin' on his lawyer, how you want him free? (How?)
Sayin' R.I.P. they man, shit be killin' me (Dead homies)
You ain't do shit to the n***as that put him on a tee ('Cause you a bitch)
At the awards, a lot of stars in the place
I left early, I'd rather be with the stars in the Wraith
Why you carry all that money? Get a card from the bank
I had it hard, this motivation, I need this shit in my face
From the yard with the shank to hit song out the gate
Got the money, got the fame, that n***a still didn't change
For these chains around my neck I worked my ass off, serious
N***a stare to long, take his head off, period
What you think a bitch'll do for thirty K? I'm curious (I wonder what she'll do)
VS in the Rollie, boy, that shit beyond ridiculous (Shit look so crazy)
Why you tell that ho you had some money? Boy, you tricked at her (Why you lie?)
We be laughin' when they say they shooters 'cause it tickle us
Bitch, I was just broke layin' in the bunk (I was fucked up)
Now I can make two hundred thousand in a month (Wrap the fuck up)
If I fall off, hit your pockets, n***a, give it up (Give me all that shit)
Without the pistol 'cause you sweeter than a Cinnabon (You soft)
Told my n***a, "Right now I can't give you none'" (Chill out, bro)
Let me triple this shit up, then we gon' split it up (I got you, n***a)
Walk up on these n***as when I hit 'em up (Go get 'em)
Blick 'em up, then take off runnin', that's a hit and run (Frrah, frrah, fah)
N***a, gang in this bitch, we got them straps in here (Gang-gang)
Ain't even gotta up the pipe, beat you death in here
They got they cameras out before I even step in there
I'll put thirty on his back, they gon' think Steph in there (Brrah)
N***a, gang in this bitch, we got them pipes in here (Gang-gagn)
Try show off for these hoes, lose your life in here (You gon' die in here)
I came home 2016 had a light year (I got a light year)
Real n***as winnin', that's a fake n***a nightmare (That's what they mad about)
Naked pictures of your bitch on my Snapchat (She on me)
Ex-felon, so this stick, I can't snap that (It's on me)
I need that new Phantom next, I can't backtrack (Skrrt)
Just got off the phone with my plug, he like, "Catch that" (It's in the air)
Better than the last batch, touch me, that's your last act
Run through 'em like fast track
Chokin' on that Rax pack, chokin' on that Jock pack
All I smoke is opp pack (Shit)
Boy, don't send no bomb threats, you know where my block at, bitch (Pull up then, n***a)
I hate when n***as try to act hard
Like gettin' a bitch to line 'em up, it's really that hard
I got famous, but, n***a, I still got heart (Ah)
Before this rap shit, I was layin' at n***as' backyards (Gang-gang)
[Outro]
For me, what resonates with me is you know, that song
Well, a couple songs he got, he got another one, uh
It's Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley, yeah