Told You So

(Grand Hustle Pimp)

Hey, what's happenin' shorty

Me bein' a true player and all

I mean you know as a stand up guy you know

I really hate to say I told you so

But, man I told you so

Back when we said we were goin' to run this shit man

When we said Pimp Squad Click, Grand Hustle was the business

When we said there's a whole 'nother side of Atlanta

A whole 'nother bunch of motherfuckers in the trap, y 'all didn't know

Man, I told you so

They thought a pimp wasn't supposed to blow

Because I was rappin' about movin' O's and blow

Pimp I told you so

They thought that Outkast closed the door

And Ludacris came in and sold his fo'

Man, I told you so

The Mac, C-Rod, Kuntry and Dro

And AK had the coldest flow

****, I told you so

I said the future's right up under your nose

You thought the South wouldn't explode no more

Remember, I told you so

Way back when Kriss Kross was holla "Jump" on ya tube

They was still gettin' jumped at school, we used to tote them tools

Don't get me wrong I'll give respect to them dudes

But approach us wrong, and we'll smoke them fools

Ain't no joke it's the truth

Fuck a hater, let 'em do what it do

I'm busy now, but I'll be through in a few

And then I'm coming for you

So keep shit talkin' like it's somethin' to do

I'll spend a 100 grand, get a killer something to do

I been hustlin' since 92' when I heard UGK

Holla "Pocket Full of Stones" I was on my way

Had a history in the yay, before I started to trap

At 13, let me take you back farther than that

When my uncles was baggin' blocks, used to count the stacks

I was only 8, and my granddaddy can vouch for that

And my pops had a lot of work, a lot of folk he got 'em work

And ran numbers, said if he ain't wanna, he ain't gotta work

Why I sold rocks, I guess I got from Pops

My uncle's point man is sayin' "Chip off the old block"

The **** you hear now the same one from off the old block

Who used to stand on Front Street and get off the old block

Man, I told you so

They thought a pimp wasn't supposed to blow

Because I was rappin' about movin' O's and blow

Pimp I told you so

They thought that Outkast closed the door

And Ludacris came in and sold his fo'

Man, I told you so

The Mac, C-Rod, Kuntry and Dro

And AK had the coldest flow

****, I told you so

I said the future's right up under your nose

You thought the South wouldn't explode no more

Remember, I told you so

I remember the P$C, Killer Mike, David Banner

And me and YoungBloodz

Ran through Atlanta with heat, when even Atlanta was sleep

****, back before you heard of me

I was middle man into servin' keys when KC was servin' 3

I'm on top because I deserved to be

So simmer down, calm your nerves at least

Speak your words with peace

Before you lay out on the curb deceased

Think about it, it's absurd to beef

I took my songs to street

He told me Dope Boi was the bomb in the street

Since then, my name rang like alarms in the street

Who knew how long it would be

If only LA knew how wrong he could be

I told you ain't nobody stronger than me

Man, I told you so

They thought a pimp wasn't supposed to blow

Because I was rappin' about movin' O's and blow

Pimp I told you so

They thought that Outkast closed the door

And Ludacris came in and sold his fo'

Man, I told you so

The Mac, C-Rod, Kuntry and Dro

And AK had the coldest flow

****, I told you so

I said the future's right up under your nose

You thought the South wouldn't explode no more

Remember, I told you so

This Southern rap shit of the day is somethin' I helped design

Puerto Rico at the mix show I'll let you know who the next in line

The Snowman, Paul Wall, and Thugga, now say I was lyin'

A lot of other **** shouldn't of even been signed

That's an opinion of mine

Because these **** be neglectin' the grind

Ain't waitin' on nobody to let me shine, I'ma go get me mine

And then they wonder why they checks behind

''Cause TIP was 20k back in the day, need me to press rewind

What be on these **** mind, man don't get me to lyin'

I seen ya kind, dopeboy, and that ain't even ya kind

Ain't never sold a gram of crack, and ain't no need of ya tryin'

Back in the trap, pimp I don't see him survivin'

Man, I told you so

They thought a pimp wasn't supposed to blow

Because I was rappin' about movin' O's and blow

Pimp I told you so

They thought that Outkast closed the door

And Ludacris came in and sold his fo'

Man, I told you so

The Mac, C-Rod, Kuntry and Dro

And AK had the coldest flow

****, I told you so

I said the future's right up under your nose

You thought the South wouldn't explode no more

Remember, I told you so