Lyrics : Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr/Darrell Gregory Jackson
Music : Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr/Darrell Gregory Jackson
Producer : Chopsquad DJ
Banger
By any means necessary, we gon' get this shit
Ain't 'bout to play with nobody, this shit get treacherous
The melody, the melody
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger
I was blinded, I was blinded
My son four, my brother been gone ten, like where the time went?
What the ****?
Got **** been dead for all these years, I'm still cryin'
What the ****?
****'ll steal from you, then help you try to find it (Snake)
Run that money up so you don't never feel that pain again
Get to it
I bought mansions, I can't get left in the rain again
Uh-uh
If **** get in the way of this, we put that flame to them (Killer)
If they some threats, get them right now, don't play with them
Killer, kill a ****
Lil' bro say, "How is they some threats to us?"
Bro, how?
"We got money, big bro, how is they gon' get to us?"
Man, listen
I say "Lil' bro, don't never think you can't be touched"
Don't never think that
I don't care how rich you is, ****, they shot at Trump
You saw that shit?
And damn near landed one
Come on, now
I ain't selfish, anybody I ****ed with, I helped everyone
All of 'em
They can say I stopped ****in' with them, can't say I ain't give 'em nothin'
They know that
God, You done made the way for us (Amen)
We blessed, but pray for us
Y'all **** ain't calm 'em down, now them people can't wake 'em up
Aye, shit get treacherous (Bitch)
Iced my neck, lit my wrist
Out the country with my bitch (Gone)
Crazy part is I'm that same **** ain't have a pot to piss (I swear)
Now they say I ain't shit, 'cause I ain't do that and this, tell 'em suck my dick
**** y'all ****, it's ****ed up
Bitch, you hear me? I was blinded
20K for the Palms, 'member going in on the Hyatt
On my mama
I jump on flights that's 60K, I get the flyest
On my mama
I don't think nobody ****in' with us, I'm biased
They know they can't
They gave brodie life, but he came home 'cause he kept fightin'
He home
Can't lie, I fell off, but I bounced back 'cause I kept grindin' (Can't stop)
You say you ain't where you wanna be, ****, keep tryin'
I spent 20K at the Palms, 'member I couldn't afford the Hyatt
That's on one room, ****, you hear me?
You hear me? Can you imagine it?
Should've seen how they treated us when we weren't havin' it
When we was ****ed up
I couldn't afford a Radisson
****, a Radisson
Fast foward, ****, three mil' cash for my Cali crib on Addison
I'm havin' shit
I'm havin' shit
If we locked in, then I got you, brother
I got you
If they try to hurt you and I'm right there, that won't happen, brother
I'm on that
Somethin' happen to you, your kids gon' look at me like daddy, brother
I got 'em
Keep it real, that's all I ask, the other shit don't matter, brother
Man, it's **** all that other shit, you hear me?
You know, and it works both ways, I got you, sister
I got you, sister
I ain't no hater, but I'm gon' tell you if you could do better, sister
You could do better, sister
Stay true to you, walkin' your purpose, that's what matters, sister
(No cap)
I was out here like I needed glasses, sister
Why you say that?
'Cause I was blinded, I was blinded
I was blinded, I was blinded
My son four, my brother been gone ten, like where the time went?
**** the time went?
Got **** been dead for all these years, I'm still cryin'
What the ****?
****'ll steal from you, then help you try to find it
**** hoes
Run that money up so you don't never feel that pain again
Gon' get to it
I bought mansions, I can't get left in the rain again
If **** get in the way of this, we put that flame to them
If they some threats, get them right now, don't play with them
Lil' bro say, "How is they some threats to us?"
**** how?
"We got money, big bro, how is they gon' get to us?"
Man, listen
I say "Lil' bro, don't ever think you can't be touched"
Don't think that
I don't care how rich you is, ****, they shot at Trump
And damn near landed one
I ain't selfish, anybody I ****ed with, I helped everyone
They can say I stopped ****in' with them, can't say I ain't give 'em nothin'
God, You done made the way for us
We blessed, but pray for us
Y'all **** ain't calm 'em down, now them people can't wake 'em up
Mastering Engineer : Mike Tucci
Vocals : Tee Grizzley
Mixing Engineer : Patrizio “Teezio” Pigliapoco