concrete

bun-b

ayo

grr

boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom

boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom

ayo

i know some lowhead status stick you for your horse

no remorse

i weigh the mac-12 out the porsche

surely you and me look alike

i sell brick for sport

when you're on the red y'all some kings stabbed a one in court

40 with your dick make the whole crowd scatter

all my niggas rich

from the shooter to the bagger

balenciaga duffle bag filled with whole slabs

step on these rings you gettin' toe tag

trillstatik

you know this shit don't write

i swear i been fly my whole life

a nigga be paranoid

i sleep with the pole every night

god is the greatest

looked at my plug like we made it

my style look like kerry james marshall painted it

i heard your album and i hated it

fuck it

you need to stop rappin' nigga and wait a bit

a bulldog with the leash off

grabbed the gloves and polished the piece off

yo fuck homie

he soft

and i'm concrete

realest nigga on feet

the shotgun is riding shotgun

i'm feeling complete

don't ride down bun's street

it won't end good

i'm triple og motherfucker

i've been good

from the west side to windwood

haters know

you barkin' up the wrong tree

that ain't the way to go

pull a big thing with them extras out

that's what that big boy flex about

you niggas up next

i'm out

'cause i don't really do this sucka shit

for real

you must not know who you fuckin' with

it's 100 when you see me

i get jewelry from mike jordan

man you niggas couldn't be me

i used to have a pocket full of stones

now i got properties and homes

there ain't no stoppin' me

it's on nigga

uh

hangin' out with bun & west

grab my gun and vest

100 percent chance body died

know nothing less

before the live streams

it was con scenes

mercedes benz with the rims since i was 19

greatest puerto-rican rapper since joe and pun

you could line up a hundred and couldn't show me one

take my time with this verse until i know it's done

my mama had nightmares

they killed the only son

walked into the store to cop a limbase

some kid got shot in this mente

they ended his day

my whip the color of yay

but i don't whip yay

when i did

it was heavy

i had my shit sprayed

now we streaming on tidal

they let this shit play

made history with my idols

we had a big day

it's trillstatik 'cause real hip-hop matters

you can bite the idea

but we had it before you had it

facts