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Dt. - Just Us (feat. Image) Lyrics



Dt. - Just Us (feat. Image) Lyrics




Back when me and Jay would talk about life
Now we hit the mall and ball, no second thoughts about price
A Spartan by mics, them soldiers march as I write
Yawl got board games for Christmas here they tossing out life
This our story, they gon' hear it, we won't let em' break our spirit
You my nigga, you my brother, my closest term of endearment
Pray these feelings is coherent, send em' with my sincerest
Know the world is gon' revere it
This the cleansing and the clearance
Traded anonymity for some serenity
My nephews and nieces, the closest I've been to divinity
Got no option but grind, and if they popping them nines
I die for each one of them kids at a drop of a dime like they mine
Shit, I wrote the journey in the same spot
Now I'm leaving beats laying in gurneys till the game locked
Till me and Jay got every J drop
Me and Trey cop, blue and gray drops,
Rolling loud I stay chopped
All bout my money give my state props, Trillinois

And I would talk about it all with you
Every summer, planning out how I'ma ball with you
Now these 16 bars, best way I can talk with you
Write em' like it's just us, it's just us
So I still write em' like it's just us, just us
So I still write em' like it's just us
Back when niggas never loved us, Midwest hustlers
Before the world listened, it was

To the niggas I fell out with, shit, I'm still praying for you daily
To my brothers that stuck around, I don't f*ck around find somewhere you can park this new Mercedes
We advancing to mansions, know I'm Manson on anthems
Record vicious and horrific, I'm spending ransoms on phantoms
Happen just how we planned em
All of my problems abandoned
From a land where cannons blamming, it's like Mannon to Shannon
Bullets hitting sharp, rarely miss they marks
Grew up in the dark, never snitched to narcs
106 and Park was our aspirations
Made it through these traps and mazes, and we came back amazing
Living every song, no exaggerations
Me and 90 Troops in Nike boots inside the booth
I supply the truth, your favorite rapper wanna sign me too
A multi-million deal homie, for real homie
Do it for my big brothers and my lil' homies, know they feel for me
Be smooth you know these niggas a kill for me

And I would talk about it all with you
Every summer, planning out how I'ma ball with you
Now these 16 bars, best way I can talk with you
Write em' like it's just us, it's just us
So I still write em' like it's just us, just us
So I still write em' like it's just us
Back when niggas never loved us, Midwest hustlers
Before the world listened, it was

Back when I wrote em' just to impress Dame
Life next, steps came, we took the right and left lane
Stress, pain, regrets, change, natural progression
Epitome still had our unilateral affection
Payments is increased, for the statements I unleash
They waiting for this one to drop, it's like a PlayStation release
That's in the least, I can't get no peace
We gon' get our piece,
Still write these songs like my brothers the only ones that hear me speak
They yell and preach
We grew up in the belly of the beast
Knowing my family will never fail me when it's beef
Won't let my past come derail me in the least
Roam my city like the ghost of Machiavelli in these streets

Screaming Pac back, screaming Pac back nigga
This where the Rock at, where the Rock at nigga
I'm screaming pop back, screaming pop back nigga
I'm where the Rock at, where the Rock at nigga
That Eight One Five

The Family we ride, northwest, south east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
So you know we showing out tonight
That's what it's bout baby
The Family we ride, north, west, south, east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
And you know we showing out tonight
That's what it's bout right
The family we ride, north, west south east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
Know we showing out tonight
That's what we bout alright
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Back when me and Jay would talk about life
Now we hit the mall and ball, no second thoughts about price
A Spartan by mics, them soldiers march as I write
Yawl got board games for Christmas here they tossing out life
This our story, they gon' hear it, we won't let em' break our spirit
You my nigga, you my brother, my closest term of endearment
Pray these feelings is coherent, send em' with my sincerest
Know the world is gon' revere it
This the cleansing and the clearance
Traded anonymity for some serenity
My nephews and nieces, the closest I've been to divinity
Got no option but grind, and if they popping them nines
I die for each one of them kids at a drop of a dime like they mine
Shit, I wrote the journey in the same spot
Now I'm leaving beats laying in gurneys till the game locked
Till me and Jay got every J drop
Me and Trey cop, blue and gray drops,
Rolling loud I stay chopped
All bout my money give my state props, Trillinois

And I would talk about it all with you
Every summer, planning out how I'ma ball with you
Now these 16 bars, best way I can talk with you
Write em' like it's just us, it's just us
So I still write em' like it's just us, just us
So I still write em' like it's just us
Back when niggas never loved us, Midwest hustlers
Before the world listened, it was

To the niggas I fell out with, shit, I'm still praying for you daily
To my brothers that stuck around, I don't f*ck around find somewhere you can park this new Mercedes
We advancing to mansions, know I'm Manson on anthems
Record vicious and horrific, I'm spending ransoms on phantoms
Happen just how we planned em
All of my problems abandoned
From a land where cannons blamming, it's like Mannon to Shannon
Bullets hitting sharp, rarely miss they marks
Grew up in the dark, never snitched to narcs
106 and Park was our aspirations
Made it through these traps and mazes, and we came back amazing
Living every song, no exaggerations
Me and 90 Troops in Nike boots inside the booth
I supply the truth, your favorite rapper wanna sign me too
A multi-million deal homie, for real homie
Do it for my big brothers and my lil' homies, know they feel for me
Be smooth you know these niggas a kill for me

And I would talk about it all with you
Every summer, planning out how I'ma ball with you
Now these 16 bars, best way I can talk with you
Write em' like it's just us, it's just us
So I still write em' like it's just us, just us
So I still write em' like it's just us
Back when niggas never loved us, Midwest hustlers
Before the world listened, it was

Back when I wrote em' just to impress Dame
Life next, steps came, we took the right and left lane
Stress, pain, regrets, change, natural progression
Epitome still had our unilateral affection
Payments is increased, for the statements I unleash
They waiting for this one to drop, it's like a PlayStation release
That's in the least, I can't get no peace
We gon' get our piece,
Still write these songs like my brothers the only ones that hear me speak
They yell and preach
We grew up in the belly of the beast
Knowing my family will never fail me when it's beef
Won't let my past come derail me in the least
Roam my city like the ghost of Machiavelli in these streets

Screaming Pac back, screaming Pac back nigga
This where the Rock at, where the Rock at nigga
I'm screaming pop back, screaming pop back nigga
I'm where the Rock at, where the Rock at nigga
That Eight One Five

The Family we ride, northwest, south east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
So you know we showing out tonight
That's what it's bout baby
The Family we ride, north, west, south, east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
And you know we showing out tonight
That's what it's bout right
The family we ride, north, west south east side
Epitome is in the house tonight
Know we showing out tonight
That's what we bout alright
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Writer: Leslie Rolfe
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Language: English
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Written by: Leslie Rolfe

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