Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man think this thru look to ya left and right
See them people coming thru
Take it slow calm down think about this
Do you really wanna do this now
Look up in them people house
See the mother see the kids think about all them old people on the couch
Got grandmas ans shit you don't really wanna do this
This aint ya type dog you don't really wanna do this
Naw this aint really you
You got them niggas from the hood gettin into you
Talkn bout nigga I get the nigga
F*ck the nigga family
Nigga I get the nigga
F*ck the nigga family
You want me ride around wit you
You wanna ride around wit me
Ya'll niggas supposed to be all up on the side of me
And when I go to do the shit none of y'all wanna ride wit me
Ya'll niggas bribe me and ride straight by me
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
A don't bad mouth me nothing fake nothing snake nothing rat about me wait
Cause you high and your mind above trees
I'll tack you like the flyer bet the wire you bleed
No plead to the judge like your honor not me
I was chillin in the sauna marijuana green leaf
See you pre madonna for the drama boy please
Underwater it's a slaughter ain't no way you gon breathe
Yes indeed ya boy got everything he need
Make it hard for ya dog just to move in the streets
Losin his sleep and windows up
Moving in his jeep and he look around every single corner he meet
And greet every individual lookin unqiue
Don't wanna meet the beast so he keep it discreet
I play the late night just like a thief
And While he's sinkin in them sheets
I be eatin that beef
Blowow
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
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Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man think this thru look to ya left and right
See them people coming thru
Take it slow calm down think about this
Do you really wanna do this now
Look up in them people house
See the mother see the kids think about all them old people on the couch
Got grandmas ans shit you don't really wanna do this
This aint ya type dog you don't really wanna do this
Naw this aint really you
You got them niggas from the hood gettin into you
Talkn bout nigga I get the nigga
F*ck the nigga family
Nigga I get the nigga
F*ck the nigga family
You want me ride around wit you
You wanna ride around wit me
Ya'll niggas supposed to be all up on the side of me
And when I go to do the shit none of y'all wanna ride wit me
Ya'll niggas bribe me and ride straight by me
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
A don't bad mouth me nothing fake nothing snake nothing rat about me wait
Cause you high and your mind above trees
I'll tack you like the flyer bet the wire you bleed
No plead to the judge like your honor not me
I was chillin in the sauna marijuana green leaf
See you pre madonna for the drama boy please
Underwater it's a slaughter ain't no way you gon breathe
Yes indeed ya boy got everything he need
Make it hard for ya dog just to move in the streets
Losin his sleep and windows up
Moving in his jeep and he look around every single corner he meet
And greet every individual lookin unqiue
Don't wanna meet the beast so he keep it discreet
I play the late night just like a thief
And While he's sinkin in them sheets
I be eatin that beef
Blowow
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man
Chill out man think this thru look to ya left and right
See them people coming thru
Take it slow calm down think about this
Do you really wanna do this now
Look up in them people house
See the mother see the kids think about all them old people on the couch
Got grandmas ans shit you don't really wanna do this
This aint ya type dog you don't really wanna do this
Naw this aint really you
You got them niggas from the hood gettin into you
Talkn bout nigga I get the nigga
F*ck the nigga family
Nigga I get the nigga
F*ck the nigga family
You want me ride around wit you
You wanna ride around wit me
Ya'll niggas supposed to be all up on the side of me
And when I go to do the shit none of y'all wanna ride wit me
Ya'll niggas bribe me and ride straight by me
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
A don't bad mouth me nothing fake nothing snake nothing rat about me wait
Cause you high and your mind above trees
I'll tack you like the flyer bet the wire you bleed
No plead to the judge like your honor not me
I was chillin in the sauna marijuana green leaf
See you pre madonna for the drama boy please
Underwater it's a slaughter ain't no way you gon breathe
Yes indeed ya boy got everything he need
Make it hard for ya dog just to move in the streets
Losin his sleep and windows up
Moving in his jeep and he look around every single corner he meet
And greet every individual lookin unqiue
Don't wanna meet the beast so he keep it discreet
I play the late night just like a thief
And While he's sinkin in them sheets
I be eatin that beef
Blowow
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
I'm a grind this out nigga times is hard
And I don't trust a soul I don't know who my dog
Don't ask no questons I don't know who involved
And the shit hits the fan better know who to call
Writer: Albert Dorsey, Norris Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid