all the guys i know are getting in trouble
that's how it's always been
when the odds are all against you
tryna knock me off my square
then you should give it a aim
and if you grindin' like i'm grindin'
go'n and mess with me mayne
ain't no time for all that trippin' with the stress on my brain
when them haters get to hatin'
aye it's that kool-aid sippin' boy
southerner draw drippin' boy
boo should pay attention to these words that i say
'cause i may lose you with this grammar from 'bama
chitlins and greens at they grandma house
white coat and they dog 'em out
with me that arm & hammer
in his arms he got hammers
so when i'm gridin' in the city i don't care about the dro
'cause the soul is what i'm after
i ain't got time for no trippin'
this ain't get yo - get yo watermelon dead on
you don't ever wanna give
only food is give you kiss
i see through you like airport security
your security. tryna knock me off my square
then you should give it a aim
and if you grindin' like i'm grindin'
go'n and mess with me mayne
ain't no time for all that trippin' with the stress on my brain
when them haters get to hatin'
aye you are all i wanna do is complain when something inside i'm gon' hate
if it ain't mine then it's lame
pro wanna eat off some plate
i'm a show you how we get down boy
and if we stop hate right near down boy
see me and my dawgs is focused to get truth to all the hopeless
if you try to pick and poke it
it go hope for this arrow
and it's found in jesus christ
sir i put that on my nana
so we take it to the streets where they got clips like bananas
and they feedin' it to anyone with ana or drama
don't know if you seein' g
you feelin' me? you ain't feelin' me. tryna knock me off my square
then you should give it a aim
and if you grindin' like i'm grindin'
go'n and mess with me mayne
ain't no time for all that trippin' with the stress on my brain
when them haters get to hatin'