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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Jackson
Darrell Jackson
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chop Squad DJ
Chop Squad DJ
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, I'm just curious
**** can't be serious
Woke up like "What year is it?"
**** on they period
My change done gave me somethin'
It ain't no curing it
I seen dirt and hurt up close, bitch, ain't no fearing it
[Verse 2]
My name's superior
Born to be trappin' and throwin' a couple of hundred
Just so that you could deliver it
You say if he rob you, that you was gon' kill him
I'll send him today, I'm just curious
I told her don't put me on child support
I'ma give extra but she wasn't hearing it
I take you around to killers that rob and just shoot for the experience
[Verse 3]
Aye, don't try to dodge me
You make up your bed, you lay in it
**** ain't hearin' it
I get you bitch in that Bently
She gon' see some shit she never experienced
I am a captain, I get you crunched and put in a box
No cereal, just automatic, hit that whip
Nothin' gon' help ****, short of a miracle
[Verse 4]
Tryin' to make a million off of a Bloodas tour
But his P.O. not clearin' him
Tryin' to make a M&M but he couldn't do it
That shit was killin' him
And I grew up in the ghetto
Ain't never hang around gentlemen
Broads 'n drugs take these drugs
**** in the hood ain't really tryna get 'em
You'll be surprised what your brothers do
Ugh, don't be surprised for these Bloodas 2, ugh
Couldn't feel my face when I popped that ecstasy
Couldn't feel my face off Percs, I just took three
[Verse 5]
And my lil' bro could've died next to me
Aye, but I shot first, get them a stretcher, please
Aye, Them chopsticks got his body ten degrees
Aye, somebody should've told them we part Japanese
Aye, bro bought a mill, he tryna catch the weave
Aye, this bitch tryna get me to invest in weave, aye
Aye, I told her yes just to finesse that freak, aye
Aye, after I fuck, I'm playin' hide n' go seek
[Verse 6]
I done been through so much shit in my life
I be askin' them when the pain stop
Used to ride the school, Mongoose
Now in the Range Drop
Is you is who you say you is?
You can't be who you is, you play with Grizz
[Verse 7]
You play with Durky, I'll pick out your box
Aye, I'm good on my block, good on all block
Aye, they in their feelings 'cause I smoke on ops
Aye, I hope they know a hunnid shots don't stop
I just been tryna save it
They keep on makin' it hard
They keep on making this jewelery
They keep on making these cars
That pump hit him, it's gonna lift him up
And that **** gon' make it to Mars
On track and confirmed
That shipment should make it tomorrow
[Verse 8]
Fifty to a hunnid stacks on your head
I bet you gon' make it tomorrow
Uh, night beam on your crib all night
No sleep, they drinkin' Starbucks
[Verse 9]
I'm talkin' boss life
You say my name one more time
One more time, I'ma fuck your boss wife
I nut on her cheek, she wipe her face off with my off white
I forgave you but then Lil' made me (Lil' made me)
I popped some ecstasy that Durk gave me
Shout out that new op pack, my bothers made it
Don't play with them boys 'cause they over crazy
(Whoa)
Written by: Durk Derrick Banks, Darrell Jackson, Terry Sanchez Wallace
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