Tee Grizzley Straight To It

[Paid Will:]

Rip Dada

Money on the flo, I’m a come get it

If a nigga want beef, we gone come with it

Young nigga been shitting, getting dumb chicken

Throw a bag at you, in 2 weeks I’m a come visit

6 Mile nigga but I’m plugged in yo hood too

Yo mans out the way, but you close so we slump you

Big booty bitch give me head in the front room

She with the pop ups, I don’t even gotta tell her come through

This shit in my blood, shit I came out a thug

Ain’t nobody give me shit, got it all out the mud

I ain’t use no piece got it all off them drugs

My young dog strapped, better watch how you mug

Mil coming soon, I’m just waiting on the day

Niggas plotting on a chain, bitch I’m plotting on a Wraith

Feds snatched my niggas, trying to link me to the case

So a nigga lowkey, you’ll never see my face

Bitch

[Tee Grizzley:]

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

How that nigga Tee get out that RTM indictment?

I wasn’t on that case keep yo dicksuckers quite

When that smoke on the flo, we ain’t sleeping on it

Bro said he saw the beef, set that boy on fire

Jump out the whip get his mans, rip them niggas flesh

Free the real, keep the rest, choppa eat the vest

My niggas used to share clothes, I’m a state the facts

We was still pulling niggas cards, fucking all the rats

Fast forward, now our goals gotten bigger

I be questioned on them murders I ain’t fold on them bitches

Great Granddaddy was a slave I admit it

But they cop so much weight, I let my white boys say nigga

In the sleeve doing the dash, bouto pop the transmission

Joy road nigga, face card through the city

That nigga Will say he got the loud come and get

But don’t even look into it if DaDa ain’t fuck with you

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

[Masoe:]

Money on the flo, nigga bring it straight to me

Shot the club up but you ain’t stick around to see

I fuck with real niggas, streets label me a G

Free Streets, suite, 1 deep clean streets

A nigga squealed on him, gave my dawg a 6 piece

Get put 6 deep, think this grimy game sweet

Know the fit sweet, had it on for ’bout a week

Hustle like a bitch, high as God but can’t sleep

Paranoid as fuck, I know all the shit that I then did

Heard he got hit with the 9, [?]

Don’t want to see no pussy boys around me, we can’t take 1 peak

Keep a thick bitch beside me, that’s gone take this dick

Tee called, and its all good to pull up to y’all hood

Real gotta, we see eye to eye, Ray Charles stood

Can’t forget about the days we made a ticket off the jugg

Connected from East to West I’m who yo plug call plug

Nigga

[Tee Grizzley:]

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

Money on the flo let’s get straight to it

Beef on the flo let’s get straight to it

Cold thick bitch bring her straight to me

Niggas sneakdissing bring em straight to me

Tee Grizzley Grizzley Gang

Gang in this bitch we got them sticks in here

If being a real nigga was a job alotta of y’all niggas would be unemployed

Hov told me quit puttin’ that money to my ear

I gotta get used to this shit I’m just not gettin’ here

Dropped ice cream Wraith and it ain’t been a year

Ever since I hit his bitch that nigga been in tears

Man, nigga rest up Mal they said it was my fault but I never called for help

Damn, nigga rest up pops

I wish I woulda been the one blowin’ back at the opps

Lil’ bro if I get killed don’t cry

But before you turn up for me somebody gotta get dropped

If you get killed I can’t help it but to cry

They gon’ think I’m ice skatin’ every corner I’ma slide

Nigga, gang in this bitch we got them sticks in here

Watch who you bump my nigga we’ll split your shit in here

Bro, matter fact just get the hoes and we gon’ dip from here

Cause niggas testifying on me that’s my biggest fear

Can’t even eat with these niggas

Cause I done seen them real life sneakdissin’ nigga

Then see ’em on they page next week with the nigga

Same nigga they was talkin’ ’bout, boy you can’t come around

Bitch you can’t even get the line, hit the E-Mail

Used to fuck with dawg, he got to actin’ like a female

When I was fucking with him he was looking like Big Worm

Cut that nigga off, now he Ezal

Niggas sayin’ free they mans, shit be killin’ me

You ain’t put nothing on his lawyer, how you want them free?

Sayin’ RIP they mans, shit be killin’ me

You ain’t do shit to the niggas that put them on the T

After awards a lotta stars in the place

I left early, I 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 nigga still didn’t change

For these chains around my neck I worked my ass off, serious

Niggas stare to long, take his head off, period

What you think a bitch’ll do for 30K, I’m curious

VS in the Rollie boy that shit unridiculous

Why you tell that hoe you had some money, boy you tricked at her

We be laughin’ when they say they shooters cause it tickle us

Bitch, I was just broke layin’ in the bunk

Now I can make 200 thousand in a month

If I fall off, hit your pockets, nigga give it up

Without the pistol cause you sweeter than a cinnabon

Told my nigga right now, I can’t give you none

Let me triple this shit up then we gon’ split it up

Walk up on these niggas when I hit ’em up

[?] up, then take off runnin’ that’s a hit and run

Nigga, gang in this bitch we got them straps in here

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 30 on his baby, don’t think Steph in there

Nigga, gang in this bitch we got them pipes in here

Try show off for these hoes, lose your life in here

I came home 2016 had a light year

Real niggas winnin’ that’s a fake nigga nightmare

Makin’ pictures with your bitch on my Snapchat

Ex feelin’ so the stick I can’t snap that

I need that new Phantom next, I can’t backtrack

Just got off the phone with my plug, he like ‘catch that’

Better than the last batch, touch me that’s your last act

Run through ’em like fasttrack

Chokin’ on that racepack, chokin’ on that jockpack

All I smoke is opp pack

We don’t send no bomb threats, you know where my block at, bitch

I hate when niggas try to act hard

Like gettin’ a bitch to line ’em up is really that hard

I got famous nigga but I still got heart

Before this rap shit, I was layin’ at niggas backyard

Tee Grizzley WhatYo City Like

[Tee Grizzley:]

What your city like?

[Lil Durk & Tee Grizzley:]

What your city like?

Where I’m from gotta keep that blick on you

Park at your crib, have my young niggas hit on you

You a killer or a snitch, you gon’ kill me or trick on me?

What your city like?

[Tee Grizzley:]

My city be shakin’ that bag

My city got hoes that’s shittin’ on niggas

But even the hoes get hit in they head

What your city like?

[Lil Durk:]

My city had changed the culture

I be with vultures

I can be with you for days, and I’ll be the nigga that poke you

What your city like?

[Tee Grizzley:]

My city the home of Meech, home of the riots

My city violent, niggas’ll tell you they love you

But really they don’t even like you

What your city like?

[Lil Durk:]

Shit, I’m from the city of Hoover

Bump and slide, we was robbin’ the jeweler

I was in school but shit had made me a shooter

What your city like?

[Tee Grizzley:]

I’m from the city of Kwame

Clean up the scene, wipe off the choppers

And drive to the lake and get rid of the bodies

What your city like?

[Lil Durk:]

Shit, we do not honor no OG

They smoke you and turn you to OG

Had that young nigga take that case, he juvy

You must be stupid think you gang gang, boy your ass a goofy

Know some bitches that be crackin’ giffys, they be boostin’

What your city like?

[Tee Grizzley:]

If it get like that then it get like that

Beef slide down we gon’ get right back

Nigga just like that

Got locked, told niggas I’ma be back

Soon as I got back got three plaques

Opps on Twitter, we ain’t gon’ tweet back

I’ma pop off broad day, no ski mask

My city where the pirhanas at

Jump in that water and drown in that

I hit Kentucky with three hundred grams for five days and bring ninety back

I started off with a ninety pack

Such and such, he can vouch for that

Can’t say his name all over these tracks

‘Cause that nigga know where the body at

What your city like nigga?

[Lil Durk:]

Shit, we take the drugs to Iowa

Home the swiper

When you a gangster don’t go off a title

I know some opps that’s scared of the bible

Yeah yeah, pick up the Glock and put down the rifle

Seventeen with a seventeen

This ain’t back then, we not fighting

[Tee Grizzley:]

Can’t come to our cities, they know what’s up with ’em

Cool with the killers, they really my niggas

They opps mobs, can’t fuck with them niggas

Durk on his way to Detroit, better call me soon as you hit

I’ma put choppers around you, my nigga don’t even trip

[Lil Durk:]

Shit you the way to the Chi? I’ll link you up with the six

Two Glocks shawty wrong, yeah you gon’ ride with them sticks

And I know your ass on parole, so two Glocks in the dip

And I heard blood turned crip, olympic medal how he flip

Ayy T, put me on them Detroit bitches

[Tee Grizzley:]

That shit gon’ be easy, only thing they hate is decoy niggas

You ain’t gotta check in the hotel, my nigga just come to the crib

As far as the hoes, you fuckin’ off rip, they know who you is

Tell Booka I’ma get him a bitch that got her some paper

‘Cause rich hoes love real niggas, they don’t need ’em to save her

I’ma get up with later, I gotta go see my agent

Next time I come to Chi make sure you return the favor

[Lil Durk & Tee Grizzley:]

I’ma return it

Put on a condom, she burnin’

How the fuck you know she burnin’?

Shit, I heard that she burnin’

She must don’t know me yet, think I buy her a Birkin bag

Bitch, your lil twerkin’ ass

You ain’t even worth a bag, yeah nah

Tee Grizzley Hellcat

Helluva made this beat, baby

They scammin’ in my city, it’s a jugg, facts

We don’t bang gangs, we rep hoods, yes

I’m from Joy Road, Lee from Six Mile, Mario from Brightmoor

Beam on every strap, when we up states you see a light show, hol’ up

Activated drop May 11th, man

That’s three days before my old dude birthday, rest in peace

You know I got you, big baby

Shout-out to BocBoy JB, nigga, this beat hard as fuck

Aye

Ridin’ in the motherfuckin’ Hellcat

If I catch a opp he gettin’ his head wet

Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back

Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

Ridin’ in the motherfuckin’ Hellcat

If I catch a opp he gettin’ his head wet

Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back

Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

In the trenches with’ a 100 of ’em

Hellcat got 200 on it

Niggas want beef, put money on ’em

High school days used to have niggas runnin’ from me

Shoes Italian with German

Pockets on [?], no Sherman

[?]

Street niggas gettin’ chased like surgeons

Everything foreign down to my Balenciagas

My hoe from Europe

Draco with’ that blue light from Wakanda

Tell them boys that I want yo’ top, better not let them spot you

In the trap house dressed like a whole cop,.45 with’ the binoculars

[?] street no thermos

Thirty hangin’ out no curfew

In the Maybach, closed curtains

Y’all niggas clowns, no circus

Say my name, they merkin’

She know I’m showin’ up, she fuckin’

If y’all niggas feelin’ like Kermit, chopper ready lil’ nigga start jumpin’

Ridin’ in the motherfuckin’ Hellcat

If I catch a opp he gettin’ his head wet

Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back

Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

Ridin’ in the motherfuckin’ Hellcat

If I catch a opp he gettin’ his head wet

Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back

Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

When I go on stage I’m in Givenchy drip

Come back to the trenches, I take off that pretty shit

Probably in my Dickies fit

Hair trigger, don’t hit my hip

I’m motivation for the ‘Gram, might up a fifty strip

And that Bentley truck so big, I might hit her in the whip

She got up out my bed and left to Philly for a trip

That ain’t the only thing she left, that bitch left hickies on my dick

Free Meek Milly, niggas can’t even pop no wheelies ’round this bitch

If I drove to your city, I got all sticks

I’m a grizzly but I be with’ all pits

Yo’ bitch ain’t see no money, she got all dick

When she asked me for a bag, I told her, “Naw, bitch!”

And my niggas on the east side all rich

Ain’t sittin’ in no trap, they take them long trips

You a turnaround and come back with’ that dog shit

No finessin’, we would nail you to the cross quick

Ridin’ in this motherfuckin’ Hellcat

If I catch a opp he gettin’ his head wet

Rest in peace pops, I need my mans back

Math the only subject I ain’t fail at

Shit we smokin’ strong, you could smell that

When it come to gettin’ this money, we can’t fail that

If I catch a opp he gettin’ his head wet

It ain’t gon’ stop there, I want his mans next

Tee Grizzley Factors

[Lil Durk:]

Drugs, crackers

Robbers, scammers

Rappers, trappers

All the murderers

Non, factors

Factors, shooters

Packs, run up

Got ’em, got ’em

You’re nobody ’til somebody kills you

But where I’m from you’re nobody ’til you kill somebody

Know some shawtys on the 12 they got bodies

Gotta hustle on your money to fight bodies

I got addicted to drugs

Elementary hanging with thugs

Pop a ecstasy made me a bug

When my family show me no love

Tryin’ put the truth under the rug

Don’t tweak I’m a big capper

Your street nigga head capped guns

Chicago I don’t cap one

I’m tryin’ Trey Pound something

We out here Rose where I’m from

Only time D Rose and Simian

Rest In Peace lil’ Yummy one of ours

Young nigga official he a tootie

Every nigga in the city had a moment

Every nigga in the city keep it on ’em

My 2 hands never show it

Buy [?] bags come up short

Boy we shooting on 1-on-1

Chanel glasses these 1-of-1

Ain’t have when I was coming up

Now I’m rich got me pouring up

Durkio bitch I’m glowing up

Street nigga they need more of us

They’ll never see them hoeing us

Drugs, crackers

Robbers, scammers

Rappers, trappers

All the murderers

Non, factors

Factors, shooters

Packs, run up

Got ’em, got ’em

You’re nobody ’til somebody kills you

But where I’m from you’re nobody ’til you kill somebody

Know some shawtys on the 12 they got bodies

Gotta hustle to your money to fight bodies

[Tee Grizzley:]

Gotta rob in my city shit locked in

[?] ain’t hide in the club we gon’ pop in

Y’all bullied them niggas we knocked them

You ain’t never in yo’ life seen a Glock 10

They got my dog on tip

[?]

Wrap that bitch up good in a.40 and before you throw a hoodie on nigga we sliding

Y’all niggas gotta wanna kill it

And ever conversation that nigga [?]

Who gon’ shoot for you whe he gone

Y’all staying in the house after we drop

(Why you always talkin’ ’bout guns?) What?

(Why you glorify murder?) What?

(Y’all niggas ‘posed to be together) What?

(Y’all ‘posed to stand up for a purpose)

Where I’m from it’s a whole warzone goin’ on

Where you from that’s prolly unheard of

I can’t squash it, they can’t neither

For years we been killing each other’s brothers

For years my own hood hated each other

Started off fighting, ended up clutching

Ended up seeing them niggas in traffic

This time them niggas older

So niggas bustin, fuck it

[Lil Durk:]

Drugs, crackers

Robbers, scammers

Rappers, trappers

All the murderers

Non, factors

Factors, shooters

Packs, run up

Got ’em, got ’em

You’re nobody ’til somebody kills you

But where I’m from you’re nobody ’til you kill somebody

Know some shawtys on the 12 they got bodies

Gotta hustle to your money to fight bodies

Tee Grizzley Day Ones

Rest in peace my day ones (Rest in peace, my niggas)

Wish I could have saved y’all (wish I could have saved my niggas)

Hand on my AR (on my AR)

I ain’t goin’ out like Trayvon (goin’ out like Trayvon)

Free all of my day ones (tell ’em free my niggas)

System take my niggas’ lives away (niggas, stole their life away)

Be patient, it’s gon’ take time

But get yourself together ‘fore that out day

They wonder why my heart is so numb

I saw so much when I was so young

When I look back, man I was so dumb

Shoulda used that game that I soaked up

But nigga, my streets, you can’t play on

Young nigga get that weight gone

.45 hit your face

I bet that impact crack your face bones

Say young nigga get your cake loan

Fuckin’ leave, we don’t stay long

Founders of the streets with potential

And built them blocks like Legos

With a bad bitch, she Brazilian (what’s up, baby?)

911, no ceilings

Know I’m chasin’ after a million (take off on them niggas, huh?)

Put them fuck niggas in my rearview

Hollow tips at your temple

Rest in peace ’cause you can’t heal ’em

Rest in peace my day ones (Rest in peace, my niggas)

Wish I could have saved y’all (saved my niggas)

Hand on my AR (on my AR)

I ain’t goin’ out like Trayvon (goin’ out like Trayvon)

Free all of my day ones (tell ’em free my niggas)

System take my niggas’ lives away (niggas, stole their life away)

Be patient, it’s gon’ take time

But get yourself together ‘fore that out day

Nigga, rest in peace, my old man (I’m doin’ it for you, my nigga)

He always told me he my old man (I’m doin’ it for you, my nigga)

These niggas switchin’ on their day ones

I’d rather be out here with no friends

We got drums, even on the handguns

Hundred shots on that AK

Few of my niggas got Instagram

All of my niggas got JPEGs

I make sure their books straight

They don’t gotta fuck with them state traineds

For Rondo I’ma go that way

Tae I’ma do the same thing

Rest in peace to Mario (I’m doin’ it for you, my nigga)

They killed him right before my b-day (I’m doin’ it for you, my nigga)

Back of his head, he died instantly

They couldn’t even look him in his face

That’s why I don’t fuck with everybody

I stick to my own team

Tell the truth on every track

Hop in this bitch and my soul bleed

Cut niggas off like Jay Z

Shoot shit like Kobe

Niggas sneak dissin’, don’t know me

Then come around and try to bro me

Won’t never tell you what I think

Always tell you what I know

Ain’t competent, fake weak nigga

We can never even have a convo

ISIS members on speed dial

Have ’em run up on you with the bomb on ’em

I’ma die by what I stand for

I ain’t scared to stand on my own

They tell you what you wanna hear

They only teach what they want you to know

I done seen my niggas drop like flies (rest in peace, my niggas)

So don’t be spooked I got this uzi on

In the studio like

Rest in peace my day ones (Rest in peace, my niggas)

Wish I could have saved y’all (saved my niggas)

Hand on my AR (on my AR)

I ain’t goin’ out like Trayvon (goin’ out like Trayvon)

Free all of my day ones (tell ’em free my niggas)

System take my niggas’ lives away (niggas, stole their life away)

Be patient, it’s gon’ take time

But get yourself together ‘fore that out day

.45 black like Akon

Choppa screamin’ like Lil Jon

Glock 9 on my waistline

I dare a nigga try to take mine

Know some niggas who fake now

Can’t look me in my face, nah

Be [?] in my circle

My niggas is kings now

Rest in peace my day ones

Wish I could have saved my niggas

Rest in peace my day ones

Wish I could have saved my niggas

Tee Grizzley How Many

‘Cause I ain’t ever told on my niggas, dawg

I ain’t ever fold with that pistol, dawg

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real, keep it real, nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Be forreal, just be forreal, nigga

I ain’t scared to hit that road and go get it, dawg

If I put it in my song, then I live it, dawg

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real with yourself

How many niggas can say that?

Just keep it real with yourself, be forreal

And I still got some niggas doin’ fed time

Niggas doin’ all day without a deadline

I came home and you know I held my mans down

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real with yourself

How many niggas came home on some silent shit?

I never froze with that pistol I was poppin’ shit

Hit that interrogation room on some quiet shit

Just get me to a cell with my niggas so we can politic

And when I hit the county I was tripping on the rock

They took the TV, I don’t care just don’t fuck with that clock

And when I hit the prison yard I met a lot of plugs

They saw my paper work and I got a lot of love

‘Cause I ain’t ever told on my niggas, dawg

I ain’t ever fold with that pistol, dawg

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real, keep it real, nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Be forreal, just be forreal, nigga

I ain’t scared to hit that road and go get it, dawg

If I put it in my song, then I live it, dawg

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real with yourself

How many niggas can say that?

Just keep it real with yourself, be forreal

And I still got some niggas doin’ fed time

Niggas doin’ all day without a deadline

I came home and you know I held my mans down

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real with yourself

I hit the rode with no L’s, That’s a real risk

I tried to smash thorty rollies, That’s a real lick

She put that money on her phone and kept that them letters coming

I cheated on her, She kept doing it, That’s a real Bitch

And I swear Naqueta she a realest dawg

Got that money right and she ain’t miss a visit dawg

She Said she gone hold me down and she did it dawg

How many bitches can say that?

Keep it real with yourself

FED’s threw the bait you know them lames took it

I treat my niggas like we came out the same pussy

I hold my own wait ain’t looking for no time reduction

Only thing I told them bitches was my lawyer number

I done been through Cincinnati headed to the K

Really I learned how to drive on them interstates

Like “Lik wake up nigga, we a hour away”

If we get into some shit, That nigga know he safe

‘Cause I ain’t ever told on my niggas, dawg

I ain’t ever fold with that pistol, dawg

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real, keep it real, nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Be forreal, just be forreal, nigga

I ain’t scared to hit that road and go get it, dawg

If I put it in my song, then I live it, dawg

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real with yourself

How many niggas can say that?

Just keep it real with yourself, be forreal

How many niggas can say that

Keep it real nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Be forreal nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Be forreal nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Be forreal nigga

How many niggas can say that?

Keep it real nigga

Tee Grizzley Side Nigga

I know what you need

I know what you need

I know what you need

I know what you need

All I gotta do is touch her just for me to turn her on

My song come on, she like, “Please don’t turn it off”

I’m not in love with her, she ain’t in love with me

Wanna be with her nigga and just keep what we do low-key

Every time we out, we just end up makin’ love

I can see it in her eyes that her nigga fuckin’ up

When she start cryin’ I say, “Come here, baby, hush”

Every time she hop up on this dick, she feel a rush

‘Cause I know what you love, I know what you love

I know what you love, baby, I know what you love

Don’t leave your relationship, that’s what couples go through

Continue bein’ with him, I’ma continue fuckin’ you

‘Cause I know what you need, I know what you need

I know what you need, a side nigga, yes indeed

Don’t leave your nigga, girl, every couple have their bumps

Just call on me when that nigga get to actin’ up

Show you how to do this, pay attention

Really, I should be taxin’ for this game I’m givin’ niggas, ayy

Before you fuck her body, fuck her mental

Be there when she feelin’ empty

When she talk, make sure you listen

This is simple

Now she soakin’ up my sheets and all my pillows

Cummin’ on my seat, she be fuckin’ up all the rentals, ayy

She like, “Boy I swear you got what I’ve been missin’

My nigga straight, but I might leave him in a minute, ayy”

I’m like, “Nah baby y’all got too much history

I ain’t trippin’, stay with him

And when you want this dick, come get it, baby”

She like, “Tee, baby I’m tired of bein’ with him

And only time I feel a uh is when you kill it, baby

‘Cause I know what you love, I know what you love

I know what you love, baby, I know what you love

Don’t leave your relationship, that’s what couples go through

Continue bein’ with him, I’ma continue fuckin’ you

‘Cause I know what you need, I know what you need

I know what you need, a side nigga, yes indeed

Don’t leave your nigga, girl, every couple have their bumps

Just call on me when that nigga get to actin’ up

I know what you need

I know what you need

I know what you need

I know what you need

Tee Grizzley Beef

[Tee Grizzley:]

Helluva made this beat, baby

Haa

Meek, you got your strap?

Ain’t nothin’ to talk ’bout

Let’s get it

[Tee Grizzley (Meek Mill):]

I don’t sleep on no beef

We ain’t sleeping on these niggas

You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)

I come on your street

(We’re just creeping on these niggas)

Fuck talking, let that metal bang, nigga

(Murk ’em)

I don’t squash no beef

(We ain’t doing no flex)

I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)

I don’t play with no beef

(We ain’t play with no pussy)

Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (Brr)

[Tee Grizzley:]

If I wanted a nigga gone, he a dead man (He through)

Say my name on his song, he a dead man (That’s your ass)

Tryna hide behind your niggas, that’s your man’s ass (nigga)

I leave his whole body bloody, call him Red Man

Hit the club in them Audi trucks and threw bands

Don’t get it twisted, bitch, we still got them Scooby Doo vans (Still slidin’)

Fuck with me, I’ma come to where you stand

And walk in your house with big shit like I’m finna move in

(Tell that bitch, we in this bitch)

Let me say that I don’t wanna see you bustlin’ (Kill the niggas)

Niggas in your backyard and on your front grass (We here)

And then don’t shot cribs, they gon’ give you one chance

Like nigga, come outside or we gon’ come in, boy

[Tee Grizzley (Meek Mill):]

I don’t sleep on no beef

(We ain’t sleeping on these niggas)

You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)

I come on your street

(We’re just creeping on these niggas)

Fuck talking, let that metal bang, nigga

(Murk ’em)

I don’t squash no beef

(We ain’t doing no flex)

I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)

I don’t play with no beef

(We ain’t play with no pussy)

Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (Brr)

[Meek Mill:]

Yeah, nigga diss me in these raps, how we gon’ go about it (We gon’ go about it)

When we wack ’em, shit Obama prolly gon’ know about it (Brr)

Load the chopper, crack the window when we rollin’ by (There it go)

Fuck a drive-by, run ’em down so we know we got ’em (Hit ’em)

Know we chopping, test ’em and we leave you Holy Bible (Woo)

All this money got me thinking what I owe my rivals (Pussies)

A nigga said we tried to squash it then you know we lyin’ (Fall)

I told my youngin’ grab that rifle, set that boy on fire (Brr)

Couple niggas used to be with us, we ain’t make it to they funeral, they said that we did it

If we make it through the summer, we gon’ leave niggas (Like what?)

Like it’s auto with that auto, we gone squeeze niggas (Facts)

[Tee Grizzley (Meek Mill):]

I don’t sleep on no beef

(We ain’t sleeping on these niggas)

You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)

I come on your street

(We’re just creeping on these niggas)

Fuck talking, let that metal bang, nigga

(Murk ’em)

I don’t squash no beef

(We ain’t doing no flex)

I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)

I don’t play with no beef

(We ain’t play with no pussy)

Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (It’s on)

[Tee Grizzley:]

I see the fear in your face, nigga (Lying)

And ain’t no turning back, I got my mind made, nigga (For real)

I chase nigga, eliminate niggas (Ayy)

Tell ’em Leek, that lemon squeeze ain’t for lemonade, nigga (No)

I ain’t no hatin’ ass nigga, but I hate niggas (Hate ’em)

What they gone do, that doctor ain’t got shit to save niggas (It go)

I’m through the city in that Range with my thang, nigga (On my momma)

Say my name and get banged, that’s on gang, nigga

[Meek Mill:]

Still putting Draco’s on the plane, nigga (Draco)

Stopped the PJ in your city, we ain’t playin’ nigga (Skurt)

Heard he sneak dissing, seen him, what you sayin’, nigga (What you sayin’?)

Lost the memory, him must have had them Xans in him (On them Xans)

Still ride SRTs with the yams in ’em (SKurt)

Rental in my cousin’s name with the grams in him

Catch his homie out in traffic, that’s your man, nigga? (That’s your man?)

He say he don’t fuck with you and he a fan of us, pussy

[Tee Grizzley:]

These niggas tweet a lot, these niggas text alot

What they gone do when I pull up and make em’ catch a lot?

Blue beam on that choppa Kamehameha

I throw them dragon balls at you like I’m Kakarot (boom, boom, boom)

[Meek Mill:]

Circle through your hood, where your crew at? (Where your crew, nigga?)

Send your whole squad a message like a group text (Uh, brr)

Hit your dawg 20 times, nigga, you next (You next)

Squeeze that Glock until my trigger blue-black (Bow)

[Tee Grizzley (Meek Mill):]

I don’t sleep on no beef

(We ain’t sleeping on these niggas)

You know I’m on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)

I come on your street

(We’re just creeping on these niggas)

Fuck talking, let that metal bang, nigga

(Murk ’em)

I don’t squash no beef

We ain’t doing no flex

I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)

I don’t play with no beef

We ain’t play with no pussy

Run in his crib and kill everything living (Brr)

Tee Grizzley My Moment (Intro)

I ain’t gonna use the beat this time, I’ma get a little more intimate with ’em. You ready?

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

This is my moment, this is my moment

This what I wanted, this what I wanted

You know that I’m with it, you fuck with me, I’m goin’

When that money callin’ I throw a bitch off me, I’m on it

I’m on it, nigga

I sat there and waited

For niggas to help me

All that talkin’ they did, them niggas ain’t show it

I sat there and starved, I remember the hunger

Ayy when I got a plate, bitch it was over

Game over

Nigga, back the fuck off me ‘fore them killers get on you

Ooh, I ain’t gotta be steamin’, for these bitches to blow me

Ooh, beat my case in Kentucky, but they wanted to stone me

Ooh, one time for my bitch, I won me a trophy

Ooh, Neil mama know that her son safe

‘Cause at all times I’m ridin’ with him

Deangelo ever get killed, I can’t tell the story ’cause I’m dyin’ with him

I was just broke without a dime with him

And Cody, countin’ pies with him

Matchin’ APs, it’s our time, nigga

Feel good to be alive, nigga

I know niggas, niggas cool

Fuck ’em, I’ll kill anyone

But my niggas ain’t gettin’ touched

If they ever call me, I’m whippin’ up

Hoppin’ out and I’m liftin’ up

50 shots on that glizzy drum

Niggas coppin’ pleas, I ain’t hearin’ ’em

The obituary’s gettin’ printed up

Ain’t no beef with you niggas

You niggas can blow me

Ooh, 50 racks on me, that’s after the Rollie

Ooh, I wasn’t comin’ home? Oh that’s what they told you?

I ain’t killed nobody, bitch you know they couldn’t hold me

Ooh, one time for my codefendants

Nigga, everybody stayed silent

Ayy Theo, we goin’ to the grave

In assessment, nigga, we was wildin’

Ayy Juan tho when they split us up, my blood felt like lava

Pointin’ out them niggas that shot you

So I can set them niggas on fire

Ayy Big T if you can hear me, dawg

I can’t breathe without you, I’m drownin’

When Suge called with them bad news

All them tears had a nigga blinded

Ayy mom dukes, when you fought the feds

I just knew that you was gon’ beat ’em

When they gave you all of that time

It ain’t hurt ’cause I couldn’t believe it

But look, this is my moment

And this what I wanted

Before you fuck with me, just know that I’m with it

With whoever I’m goin’

Real niggas gon’ listen ’cause I’m a real nigga

Can’t nobody clone me

You fuck with my niggas, I’m comin’ to get you

I swear that I’m on it

Ooh, ten bands for a feature

500 to answer my phone for you

I ain’t got room for no leechers

Mothafuckas only call when they want somethin’

Niggas really out here snitchin’

Still runnin’ ’round like they ain’t told nothin’

And real talk, I’m scared of y’all niggas

Y’all will get a nigga Super Bowl numbers

Don’t do it just for the money

You ain’t gon’ always get rewarded

When you one hunnid don’t nothin’ come with it

And when you’re real you don’t get nothin’ for it

Long as them circles stay silent and loyal

What else is really important?

Watch me do this shit for all of my niggas

Watch me get this money tellin’ my story

Nigga, this is my moment, this is my moment

This what I wanted, this what I wanted

You know that I’m with it, you fuck with me, I’m goin’

When that money callin’, I’ll throw a bitch off me, I’m on it

I’m on it, nigga, like ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh