Grab a Seat (feat. Kadda)

You know what the fuck going on, look

Yaw would wanna get a seat bra, (Get a chair
Soon a nigga hit the reefer,
I'm better known to dig up deep Stuff, (ugh huh
I'm steady, tryna get some sleep But, (man
It's several songs, been on my Mind, I gotta ether, (go to work

Came to set the tone, they got the Record wrong
Whoever said he was the goat, he Getting crept up on, (where he at
Y'all was lookin' for the truth, I be The definition,
Veteran in attendance decorated, Where my recognition, (ro

Repetition all a nigga needed, for Them extra inches,
Bet I finish first, I seen the worst And left it open-ended,
Ro was winded, had to build Endurance, for the up-and-comin
Duckin' nothin', all my n****s Clutchin', always up to something (We outside

Trynna bring the hood together Just to talk and listen,
They rather catch, a n***a lacking' In the car with kids man
They hoppin' out, to handle Business, I'm like, spare him for Me
You can't be passive, out in traffic Round this territory (mm mm

This dedicated to my street, N****s
No other choice, they had to sleep With it
You either starve or, you gon' eat, N***a
Gone take the charge, or you gon' Speak with him
Let's have a toast for all my street N****s
Was callin' plays and runnin' flea Flickers
It's far as game, I got a week's Worth
But y'all would wanna grab a seat First

Look, death before dishonor, Spend the block up in this rental (Sheesh)
Never will I bend or fold kept Standing on my ten toes
Cuttin' off these nerds, I'd rather Get it with my kinfolks (blood
Applying all this pressure, poppin' Pussies like a pimple

If you rockin' then I'm rollin', keep it solid cause it's real, baby
See them n****s hatin' from the Side, I can't let shit faze me (nerd)
Treat me like a father, call me Papa, then I switch blade it
Break her for the dollars, get the Noggin' then I switch lanes

Pipe it down, lil' ass n***a, they Call me big kadda
I ain't trippin' off of nothin but Them big faces(maaan)
I can make her holla, for a dollar Like a pimp
I can never be a simp, I had you Be bussing strips

I was in the cell fightin' cases When my bitch left me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Told me that she love me, but Good luck, that shit is crazy
(Gone)
Bounced back and kept it solid Like the 80's (bitch

This dedicated to my street, N****s
No other choice, they had to sleep With it
You either starve or, you gon' eat, N***a
Gone take the charge, or you gon' Speak with him

Let's have a toast for all my street N****s
Was callin' plays and runnin' flea Flickers
It's far as game, I got a week's Worth
But y'all would wanna grab a seat First (get a chair