笨小笨Grizzley 2Tymes (feat. Finesse2Tymes)歌词由Tee Grizzley&Finesse2tymes演唱，出自专辑《Tee’s Coney Island》，下面是《Grizzley 2Tymes (feat. Finesse2Tymes)》完整版歌词！
Grizzley 2Tymes (feat. Finesse2Tymes)歌词完整版
Grizzley 2Tymes (feat. Finesse2Tymes) - Tee Grizzley/Finesse2tymes
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
I love you so much God
I love you so much God
I love you so much God
I thank you so much God so much God
Helluva made this beat baby ayy
I know how it feel bein' hopeless I do
Takin' ls back to back tryna keep your focus man
The people that depend on me they'll never notice
'Cause I do what I'm supposed to
Secured them and keep goin' one ****
Ain't nobody life perfect at all especially mine
I'm workin' on it though I'm gettin'
Rid of felonies now
My credit eight hundred niggas
Can't discredit me now
I wanna ask you some **** but you might
Tell me a lie I know it
But ayy I barely care
I no longer live in my feelings ****
I'm barely there oh yeah
I can never live in New York 'cause
I can't carry there oh yeah
They say I can't live in my city
'Cause it's crazy there what
I'm like **** that's everywhere that's everywhere
Don't come tellin' me nobody business
I don't ******* care give a ****
I don't kiss and tell just know
I had to hold up her hair
Ran inside my crib you got it took what
I tucked in there you got it
But get on your knees and thank your God
That I wasn't there he thankful
Grizz but my niggas kill folks
No talkin' no talkin'
Got shooters but I keep in the fin
On me like a dolphin bah
Ain't no runnin' from this **** hell
Nah bro hawk 'em go get 'em
All my niggas gettin' green *****
We play for boston yeah
Nah all my niggas gettin' blues *****
We play for buffalo oh yeah
Ran into your ***** I spared your life
I could've ****** her though nah
Told that lil' ***** first and foremost
Touchin' me like touchin' gold
Just talked to a hundred million told
That ***** I'm comin' ho I'm on my way
Talkin' to my young savages they out here into that
Don't let these niggas trick you off
The streets over the internet internet
Real bosses don't cry over losses we gon' get it back
The goal is to still get this money
Why you sittin' back nigga
Too bad I'm paranoid paranoid I don't
Trust my baby mama at all
When she met me with my daughter I was
Grippin' on my chopper for real
She like damn ricky you think I'd wanna
See you hurt damn
I'm like shut up ***** I'll put you and
Them niggas in the dirt
That's on CVL cartel I might go back to the feds
When I catch you out in public hope you
Stand on what you said for real
I ain't sleepin' on 'em I'm not
I know they wanna see me dead I know it
Just know if they play with me big
A gon' paint the city red
That's on allah on allah I ain't used
To all this rah-rah rah-rah
And nigga I been thuggin' since niggas
Been rockin' dada
How you beefin' with no money you
Can't even move your mama
Ain't no limits with me nigga
I'ma get you if I want you get
You if I want you
All these crosses I ain't even Christian
They waited 'til I went to jail
And then started dissin' damn
The same niggas ridin' with me
Was the opposition the opps
I broke my baby mama heart and
I ain't try to fix it I'm sorry
I'm a man of principle I am
It ain't the money it's the principle
Grab the drac' and get physical
I'm hands-on hands-on
I just wanna put my mans on mans on
Talkin' 'bout robbin' me I'm the
Wrong one to be layin' on
I'm paranoid paranoid superstitious
I can't take a loss
I'm a boss boss I'll pay
The cost to take you off
Double-cross double-cross
I done seen't the double-cross 'cross
Them niggas wasn't official
Had no other choice to cut 'em off finesse
