Dt. - Take Over (feat. Trill Clinton) Lyrics

Yeah, nah, niggas just tryna work a mirror, but I guess, nah
Jesus turned water to wine, tryna turn these, these letters into numbers
Bam
And the city gon' ride with that nigga, alright

And the family gon' ride with that nigga, alright
And the city gon' ride with that nigga, alright
And the family gon' ride with that nigga, alright
Hey, young nigga never had no pops, but that's okay, that's okay

Taught myself how to survive on these streets with them gats gon' spray
Pats gon' pay, tracks gon' play and my niggas gon' win
Tracks gon' spin and them rats gon' spin, comin' live in the night and y'all got curfew
When y'all go in is when I go in, told you growing up not to be yourself

Told them same niggas you don't need no help, now you eating at the table with the big dogs
Getting extra plates for them dates you couldn't feed yourself, that's real shit
I salute you, and I know that feeling, mutual, get refusals
Going in reverse, living our life in neutrals

A lot of niggas won't feel that, feel that
F*ck around, try and kill that, had to conceal that
Bit of made it stronger, but it's still that
Ay, I'm bout to let them know the real thing

Shit, pop your big wheel then
Them I know have been getting off topic
But my soul been all alone, I've been out this road
It's been picking up mileage, picking up knowledge

Lived in Tuck College, learned it from within
Only I can do my guiding
But that's me nigga, different paths ain't key nigga
EPT, we the niggas

And every dope verse with the key nigga
Times like this wish I could sing nigga
Putting on for the city and the team nigga
The takeover, the takeover

One thing's desire
The makeover, the makeover
Just doing things to be called for
The takeover, the takeover

The makeover, the makeover
But shit like we fall for it, I know
The takeover, the takeover
The shit for my bros

All the hard times we've been through these last years man
It's gon' all be worth it
The takeover, the takeover
The takeover, the takeover

The takeover, the takeover
Grew up around crime, drugs, money and guns
Organized gang traps where they don't only sling crack
Cop you anything that's under the sun

To make it off the block it's like one in a hundred
That shit hotter than 101 tryna beat the odds
Play the cards and make my peace with God
Suicide life cause the way a nigga live

Every day I ain't even supposed to be alive
Stayed in my own lane between the lines
Never did a kick flip but I seen the grind
Yeah crystal clear like an eagle eye

I keep it real there's no need to lie
Give money f*ck a hater then free the guys
It's the motto, smoke weed like it's legalized
To find a peace of mind, I pop Xans and I'm drinking out the bottle

My life is full of those vices
It's hard to let go like the hold of a vice grip
Never take advice just roll with the punches like fighting
Real nigga been trill like the H out of Thrill

All you niggas too pussy like dyke lips
I'm just stating the facts I know they hate the fact
That young nigga Clinton killing all that basic rap
Never been to rap but I played a trap

Chilling in the back blocks with a team full of half knots
Chilling in the stash spot with a dizzy bro weighing up a half block
Guap boys get mad guacamole, move pack stacks taller than Cody
OG hoe act like you know me, OD my flow is coke leaf, fish scale no reason

The takeover, the takeover, one page is all yours
The makeover, the makeover
Just two things to be called for
The takeover, the takeover

Balling on em and small for
The makeover, the makeover
So much you like before boy
TAKE OFF, I KNOW

TAKE OFF, I KNOW
TAKE OFF, I KNOW
TAKE OFF, I KNOW
TAKE OFF, I KNOW

TAKE OFF, I KNOW
TAKE OFF, I KNOW
TAKE OFF
I KNOW