Testo Intro - Tee Grizzley
Testo della canzone Intro (Tee Grizzley), tratta dall'album Post Traumatic
Post-traumatic stress, I got trauma
Lost my daddy
Shit, I barely know my mama
All this pain I got in me, you don't want no drama
Bought my brother and my sister
Take this shit to niggas mamas, nigga
Jumped off the porch, me and my niggas
Some trappers, some killers, some both
That's how we living
Seeing 6s on the drop made me wanna be the richest
Seeing niggas get they head took off 'bout it make me vicious, nigga
Ah
This beat hard as hell
What up, Primo?
Bout these ice cubes, I leave your block smokey
I'm big as Debo
Know I'm gonna go loco about that peso and my'migos
I ride through, these niggas' faces sour, but they sweet though
Money long, short tolerance, you hit the shit
Fuck me good and shut the fuck up, is you with it, bitch?
Send a blitz, you get your ass baked if you jump in the mix
I ain't talking music, I buy drums and go and pay for hits
We own them G7s, move like giants, ain't no fearing us
They play with us, you ain't gon' see
Them no more unless you dig them up
Foreigns all in traffic with them sticks on us, that shit on us
20 Guns, they say I do too much
No, bitch, I did too much
You know these niggas wanna be me, right?
You know I see it, right?
20 Years for 90 grams of ice, know he ain't sleeping right
Nigga, you know me and rats don't even get along, right?
You know them niggas that you told on coming home, right?
I be trying to get to it real bad
Niggas broke, ain't doing shit
She was looking cold on the Gram, I DMed her, then flew that bitch
I don't tolerate no disrespect, niggas better not do that shit
I don't want to hear who ain't had shit to do
With it when they come through that bitch
See, while you don't fuck with me, is it a wrap for me?
Shut up, bitch, you know that sneak dissing got back to me
You know I'm turnt, you know them venues gonna be packed for me
That bitch that you be kissing, know
I'm charged, burn them a rack apiece
I know how them lies hurt, I gotta keep my word
I stay in that rear view, I seen niggas get followed to the birds
Verify, make sure it's true, you just can't go off niggas' word
You ain't seen no black and white
Can't call them hot, fuck what you heard
Grew up fast, post-traumatic
They got active, we got active
Grew up fast, post-traumatic
They got active, we got active
Grew up fast, post-traumatic
They got active, we got active
Some in jail, some in caskets
I survived, can't go backwards
Grew up fast, post-traumatic
They got active, we got active
Grew up fast, post-traumatic
They got active, we got active
Grew up fast, post-traumatic
They got active, we got active
Some in jail, some in caskets
I survived, can't go backwards
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Writer(s): Reuel Ethan Walker, Dante Primo, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr
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