Dt. - Catching a Scene Lyrics

Raffa niggas get the money, the money, the money
Raffa niggas get the money, the money, the money
Raffa niggas get the money, the money, the money
Raffa niggas get the money, that's right

What if I told you last night that I witnessed a shooting
Slugs had their last words when these niggas disputin
When it's a problem, pistols is the quickest solutions
Baby mama tryin' to move my lil' nigga to Houston

That ain't right, that ain't right, but that's life and we knows
Ain't no happy endings when you out here wifin' these
A young nigga gettin' high through these lows
Dreamin' bout the day my neck is all icy and froze, I suppose

You ain't think I could ball when you was cuttin' me
But I been workin' out with the way they used to stuff a B
Bein' Raff's brine, bout to have me livin' comfortably
When you gotta eat your heart out, I provide the cutlery

F*ck with me, keep me in, guarantee you DT win
Got your girls tryin' to figure how much money DT spend
Streets full of ice snores, BDNs and GDNs
And bringin' y'all the ghetto news, bitch I'm Raff the CNN

I'm BDN
24 inch rims on the ride, what you think a nigga do it for
Think a nigga do it for
And everybody wanna hop in when I slide

It ain't shit that you been through before
I fill this cup up with lean, nigga
I fill this night up with hurt, I drink until it don't hurt
I'm out here chasin' my dreams, nigga

I feel this passion, it's through me
I'm out here livin' the movie and you just catchin' a scene, nigga
When epitome's stunnin', it's visually stunnin
I'm lyrically huntin', talk to him

I'm viciously rushin', I'm sick in the rim of these hunnids
I feel my victory comin', I'll make your infantry plummet
Blow it and make music like the Swiss should be trumpets
Picture me hustlin', livin' a nightmare

Still on the dream chase
Ridin' dirty, prayin' for a clean slate
Ran into an old friend, posted him and spoke
Told me bout his struggles, how he still slingin' dope

Tryna cope with no hope, right there I made a oath
I'ma go and get this bread, bring us both back aloft
Let us toast to our past pain
Our future triumphant from watchin' the game

To bein' in the startin' lineup
So get your grind up, daily we tryin' to make bands
You just so great, my Oracle wearin' Ray-Bans
We don't play fair, my holo tips give niggas spray tans

Wouldn't have food if they ain't makin's
Apes in the wasteland
Got me wonderin' what I'm rappin' for
Got me wonderin' what I'm rappin' for

As I'm lookin' back on my past, like my life is a mirage
Growin' up, dreamin' bout bein' Iverson and Nash
I would ride for my family as if I was in a mosh
Stoppin' till it's five, pourin' items in garage

Thinkin' God 24-inch rims on the ride
What you think a nigga do it for
Think a nigga do it for
And everybody wanna hop in when I slide

That ain't shit that you been doin' for
I fill this cup up with lean, nigga
I fill this night up with hurt, I drink until it don't hurt
I'm out here chasin' my dreams, nigga

I fill this cushion in studio, I'm out here livin' the movie
And you just catchin' a scene, nigga
I fill this cushion in studio, I'm out here livin' the movie
And you just catchin' a scene, nigga

I fill this cushion in studio, I'm out here livin' the movie
And you just catchin' a scene, nigga