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This N That
Big Sean, Bryson Tiller, & Kodak Black
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
(Hit-Boy)
Mm, mm-hm, mm-mm, mm
Aye, aye
Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact
If they stab me off in the back, then I guess we wasn't a match
Me and my dawgs all made a pact
If we don't get it, we can't come back
And every time we came back, that's a fact, that's a fact
Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact
This right here for all the ones that ain't here, can't come back
If it's one thing I'ma do, is put the crib on my back
Now we back, that's a fact, that's a fact, that's a fact
(Uh, mm-mm-mm-mm)
Guess I gotta go again and show 'em it ain't luck (yup)
And they thought it was over for me, boy, they had me fucked up
Been through all the rain, now the sun on me (me)
Ain't no point in stressin', gon' be what it's gon' be (be)
Back to back with thะต prayers, so many times I gotta memorize
I done seen so much pain, that shit got me desensitized
OG's talkin' about "Stick to the script," I had to improvise
This that classic B.I.G. shit, I got 'em hypnotized
Movin' at my own pace, doin' this shit my way
Way before the braids, yeah, they been took the wave
Ain't nobody from the crib ever did it big like this
It's like my parents turned to my kids
How I'm takin' care of their shit
I had to go through it, just to get to it
Had to watch from the bench, I had to sit through it
Get to it, trust issues, brought my blick to it
My unc', he a alcoholic, had to sip through it
I hope the same damn demons don't haunt me
Come with the Don like members only
I done been down so bad before, I swear, I wasn't gon' get back
But look, the old me and new me is a mismatch
They don't understand, though, how much it's takin' off your mind
Off your soul, just to show up and make it
This for my dawg that's overwhelmed, under investigation
Even if he don't make bond, know we'll never break it
'Cause we been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact
If they stab me off in the back, then I guess we wasn't a match
Me and my dawgs all made a 'pact
If we don't get it, we can't come back
And every time we came back, that's a fact, that's a fact
Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact
This right here for all the ones that ain't here, can't come back
If it's one thing I'ma do, is put the crib on my back
Now we back, that's a fact, that's a fact, that's a fact
(Uh-uh, mm-mm)
305 high, that's how I'm livin'
Like I'm in a Six, GTA, that's how I'm whippin', uh
Like I got a money Glick, shots, big pippin'
4 a.m. in this bitch, ain't goin' to sleep, I'm on a mission (ha)
Louis V on my bag, and some money made a difference
I'm still the same nigga, no difference
But I came a long way from JanSport and penny-pinchin'
Nigga talkin' about L's, man, I hand 'em out on any given
Sunday closed to the public, still I'm gettin' chicken
Hoe, shut the fuck up, I'm just reminiscin'
I was broke as fuck when that song dropped to a fact
Heard they're talkin' 'bout I switched, I put the city on my back, niggas
Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact
If they stab me off in the back, then I guess we wasn't a match
Me and my dawgs all made a pact
If we don't get it, we can't come back
And every time we came back, that's a fact, that's a fact
Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact
This right here for all the ones that ain't here, can't come back
If it's one thing I'ma do, is put the crib on my back
Now we back, that's a fact, that's a fact, that's a fact
(Uh, uh, mm-mm-mm)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, done came too far to let you end me
Black, I'm a chimney, that's a fact, that's a fannact
Crack back, jit, you should've knew 'bout fucking with me
Scrap with me, got so much smoke, 420
Get snap back litty, pop the top, now gettin' litty
Used to dream of bein' big like Biggie
Martin Luther King should see how I'm livin'
Big necklace, wrist froze, big business
Big stepping, rich hoe, big pimpin'
And I'm free, and I'm gettin' richer than a bitch off doin' me
Told Big Sean, "You look like Loe Shimmy," he say, "Glee"
A gat and a C get me back on my feet
Shit will feel better when it's earned, that's a fact
Play me, fuck it, lesson learned, that's a fact
Everybody gon' get they turn, that's a fact
If this job ain't done, I don't want to hear congrats
Mortal Kombat, straight out the pit, that's a fact
Niggas thought I wasn't gon' bounce back in this bitch, that's a fact
I'm the best thing my ex ever had, that's a fact
Only thing with they back again the wall is the plaques
(Uh, mm-mm-mm-mm)
(What, what, what, what, what?)
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