Tee'd
Even if I say it nice Never say it twice
Came up shooting dice gambling wit ya life
Cousin in them bars I hope that god treat him right
Never know my actions I'm actually outta sight
Promised stackin to my uncle right before he died
Shead a tear and chase a bag that's the motto right
Good decisions got me living to see 29
I'm tryna triple all my digits before I multiply
Pilot been up out the way like who fuck am I
Live behind the scenes crossing T's and dotting I's
Even when I'm teed I'm on P I can't die
Running up on me it's not sweet don't advise
Wifey tell me make it home tell her Mashallah
Making sure I make it home that's somebody job
Never caught the rona once never not at all
Still the sickest at this shit imma quarantine
Addiction at its best flow on nicotine
I'm considered who I am authentic who I be
Stepping like it's drill till the pockets looking deep
Pandemic bout a virus going viral a disease
I can't see a rival cuz my rival in my cleats
Stepping on em
Underneath
Like the uh
Like the streets
I got gwalla off of product
Imma...
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
I got too much shit to do
Too much shit to lose
Got some moves got moves I gotta move
I got too much shit to do
Too much shit to lose
Got some moves got moves I gotta move
Maybe I'm too fly don't deny
Tell me what's the business suit and tie
You can tell we not the same but that's ok
Slide thru city by the lake on the late
Just to peep the scenery
Tell how I talk about it
What city mean to me
It don't love me back
I thought love went two ways
Turns out that's just a euphemism a lil dumb phrase
I can never stop till a Nigga get dumb paid
Of course I'm on a course kick a door like a drug raid
Praying on a Sunday
Praying for some blues like a Monday
Yo opinion mundane
I'm appealing to the first days them day ones we thirsty
Meaning we want them sawbucks in the worst way
Earth day
Do my dirt and skirt steak
Beef I don't have a lotta
Cuz we turn it carne asada
Everyday a workday
Pilot been up out the way like who fuck am I
Live behind the scenes crossing T's and dotting I's
Even when I'm teed I'm on P I can't die
Running up on me it's not sweet don't advise
Wifey tell me make it home tell her Mashallah
Making sure I make it home that's somebody job
Never caught the rona once never not at all
Still the sickest at this shit imma quarantine
Came up shooting dice gambling wit ya life
Cousin in them bars I hope that god treat him right
Never know my actions I'm actually outta sight
Promised stackin to my uncle right before he died
Shead a tear and chase a bag that's the motto right
Good decisions got me living to see 29
I'm tryna triple all my digits before I multiply
Pilot been up out the way like who fuck am I
Live behind the scenes crossing T's and dotting I's
Even when I'm teed I'm on P I can't die
Running up on me it's not sweet don't advise
Wifey tell me make it home tell her Mashallah
Making sure I make it home that's somebody job
Never caught the rona once never not at all
Still the sickest at this shit imma quarantine
Addiction at its best flow on nicotine
I'm considered who I am authentic who I be
Stepping like it's drill till the pockets looking deep
Pandemic bout a virus going viral a disease
I can't see a rival cuz my rival in my cleats
Stepping on em
Underneath
Like the uh
Like the streets
I got gwalla off of product
Imma...
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
Too much shit to lose
I got too much shit to do
Too much shit to lose
Got some moves got moves I gotta move
I got too much shit to do
Too much shit to lose
Got some moves got moves I gotta move
Maybe I'm too fly don't deny
Tell me what's the business suit and tie
You can tell we not the same but that's ok
Slide thru city by the lake on the late
Just to peep the scenery
Tell how I talk about it
What city mean to me
It don't love me back
I thought love went two ways
Turns out that's just a euphemism a lil dumb phrase
I can never stop till a Nigga get dumb paid
Of course I'm on a course kick a door like a drug raid
Praying on a Sunday
Praying for some blues like a Monday
Yo opinion mundane
I'm appealing to the first days them day ones we thirsty
Meaning we want them sawbucks in the worst way
Earth day
Do my dirt and skirt steak
Beef I don't have a lotta
Cuz we turn it carne asada
Everyday a workday
Pilot been up out the way like who fuck am I
Live behind the scenes crossing T's and dotting I's
Even when I'm teed I'm on P I can't die
Running up on me it's not sweet don't advise
Wifey tell me make it home tell her Mashallah
Making sure I make it home that's somebody job
Never caught the rona once never not at all
Still the sickest at this shit imma quarantine
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Writer(s): Emanuell Williams
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