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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Songwriter
Martin McCurtis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Helluva
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Loved each other way more than we love life
Was so close people thought we had a love life
We loved each other way more than we love life
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Still do (Ay JB)
[Verse 2]
I used to be like, "I don't need security" (Street ****)
I don't want these **** thinkin' that it's fear in me (At all)
Told my driver, "Be on point", he wasn't hearin' me
Them shots went off, I'm steady callin', you ain't answerin'
You scarin' me (Hello?)
In my city if you winnin', you can't stay
They call bein' broke "real", they call gettin' money "fake"
I gave you a bitch, why you still lookin' at my date?
I gave you some food, why you still lookin' at my plate, ****?
They say they love us, but that love might be hate
I can't really tell the difference, salt and sugar look the same (It's tricky)
Look how they did Dex, look how they did Blake?
Look how they tried to do me but got JB?
[Verse 3]
Man that jealousy so real, man that hate so deep
Man that envy shit so real, you make it out these streets
You saw it wasn't me and still shot, what she do to you?
We was just winnin', now I'm cryin' at your funeral
But every tear I shed's another thousand on your head ****
Now show your face and think I'm playin' ****
Every tear I shed's another thousand on your head (On my daddy grave)
Now show your face and think I'm playin'
Ay JB, I wish I was sittin' outside with you
And I was in that bank with you
You know your favourite rapper wouldn't have never let them guys get you
I would've shot 'em, left 'em dyin', leakin' in the street
Wouldn't have ran, would smoke the rest and watch that man go to sleep
[Verse 4]
And you think they came for her?
Man you know they came for me
They took my heart and my brains, **** know that I can't think
How I'm playin' with these drugs, **** know I'm like Tay Keith
Eye's bloodshot red, **** know I ain't been sleep
[Verse 5]
But all these dead loved ones make it hard to sleep
All this anger inside make it hard to grieve
Ay, all this nicotine make it hard to breathe
All these tears in my eyes make it hard to sleep
They found a murder weapon, bro, it's gon' be hard to beat
First offer 50 years so it's hard to plea
And if they do somethin' to us then they known for it
But if we do somethin' to them, then we run for it
Fuck that, if you take mines, I take yours homie
Then gon' pray to the lord, don't be too hard on me
Yeah, you draw one, I draw four homie
And be like, "God please don't be too hard on me"
[Verse 6]
If we tear this bitch up, they gon' say I'm dead wrong
Fuck that, these **** got my aunty with a headstone
**** tellin' me what they do like they smart as me
But they ain't take your heart from you, they took my heart from me
I got one last person that wanted more for me
Ready to kill whoever play with me or shorted me
I got your kids, I got Nanni, I got Nell too
I got your babies, Kee and Zi and Gabrielle too
I got your sister and your mommy and your fam too
How the fuck you gon' die on me? I can't stand you
[Verse 7]
I pray they don't go to jail, I want 'em dead
I'm just listenin' to the streets, hearin' everything they sayin'
I'm just waitin' on a name, I'm just prayin' that they say it
Give a fuck if it the mayor ****, million on his head
[Verse 8]
Oh, ay
Wish I can wake you up and beat your ass
'Cause I was just tellin' you about them dreams I had
Ay, **** snatched my heart out my chest, can't nobody replace it
Wouldn't have ever believed you was fuckin' with your baby
"Make sure Tee good", is all I ever heard you sayin'
Tryna hold my head, I don't know if I'ma make it
This shit been eatin' me
I don't know what you seen in me, but you believed in me
Tell them keep that fake love, let me grieve in peace
[Verse 9]
You drop mines, I drop yours homie
You drop one, I drop four homie
Then be like, "God, please don't be to hard on me"
God please don't close the door on me
Written by: Terry Wallace, Helluva Beats