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Van Nuys Aviation
Tee Grizzley
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Okay
Uh, okay
Uh, okay (FOREVEROLLING)
'Member when I needed niggas, they wouldn't answer (they wouldn't answer)
Now they wanna take a picture, want me to tag 'em (want me to tag 'em)
Bitch, it's foreigns on the air strip when I be landin' (when I be landin')
Shittin' on 'em, know it cut deep, they need a bandage (they need a bandage)
Why they makin' it a bad thing to be on fan shit? (To be on fan shit)
They rather see you be hated than be given credit (they hate to see it)
I gave HD a extra ten just to edit (I need it)
Wife and kids comfortable, I'm on some grown man shit (I'm on some grown man shit)
Can't be givin' out my number, they gon' fuckin' spam it (they gon' spam it)
Bronem got me out in Dallas, lookin' for a mansion (for a mansion)
Need a bang for my buck, it's California taxes (it's taxes)
Look at where I landed, you would think I planned it (you would think I planned this shit, hol' on)
Hol' up, nigga, money flowin' like a slit wrist, but I'm not suicidal (I'm not)
I can't even kick it with these niggas, slim, I do not like them (I don't)
Hate doin' bidness with family, they be too entitled
You just as guilty as a snake, me if you knew about it (you guilty)
Security gon' protect me 'cause I give 'em money
But my niggas, they gon' kill for me 'cause they love me
If I said I got you, then I got you, bitch, don't bug me
Reach for this pretty jewelry, it's gon' get so ugly
That's my pussy, I'm not puttin' on no rubber ducky (can't do it), uh
Say you miss me, okay, show me when you fuckin' suck me (come show me), uh
Move however 'round this bitch and shootout if they touch me (don't touch me)
Got some DC niggas, pull up, shoot the Drac' on one knee (boom, boom)
They doin' e'rythin' 'cept gettin' to this fuckin' money
Don't want my bitch to smell no perfume on me, ho, don't hug me (you can't)
Told brodie, "Blitz, whoever die, they die," that's how I'm comin' (get down)
Ain't got our poles, no one-on-ones, he hit that floor, we stomp him (uh)
Used to be a taker, they put me on paper (on papers)
Went from mugshots to takin' pictures with my neighbors (with my neighbors)
I don't want no credit, give the glory to my savior (to my savior)
Never played sports, but ball like a Hall of Famer (Hall of Famer)
'Member when I needed niggas, and they wouldn't answer (they wouldn't answer)
Now they wanna take a picture, they want me to tag 'em (want me to tag 'em)
Man, it's foreigns on the air strip when I be landin' (when I be landin')
Shittin' on 'em, know it cut deep, they need a bandage (they need a bandage)
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