Underground - TTG II (feat. Ree) Lyrics

I'm from the underground that mean I'm out of control
A old dirty bastard your shawty she callin' me snow
Say i'm cold cause I don't pick her calls and i'm texting back slow
Girl you know how it go I stay counting that money and fonem keep bringing in more
Plus I still love my Ex even though she don't love me no more
So I don't show emotions I just call to f*ck when I'm bored
And I'm tired of Gidi I run outta hoes I could call
So I told Somi D I can't wait till we go out on tour
And I live on the island I know when it rains that it pours
And the streets be so flooded that fonem be watching for jaws
You think a lady go check on her hands she got paws
That mean she a bitch, she belong to the streets and she probably not your
I got fonem by NY and they never been to New York
That weapon stay on me, I wouldn't roll on till I'm sure
Niggaz still throwing sets I could tell that he Axing for sure
USM,02 all that we preaching is love
Hypertensive, my haters been salty
On the low I've been ducking McNulty
Get a clear shot, your weapon get faulty
Shit cant happen, my granddaddy watching
And he tells me I can't come to visit
Every time that he comes here to visit
Shit sound wild but its really some real shit
And you hearing from the only witness
Off these drugs I talk with the dead
Moaning Myrtle see her everywhere
Off these drugs I talk with the dead
Moaning Myrtle see her everywhere
You gone probably say its all in my mind
I admit to have an imagination
Maybe I got bored with life
And I made it up for my fascination
Think you got it wrong, thinking everyone that you find in school would get an education
Yeah we got degrees, but we smoking trees
And we also learned to take medication
Me and fonem been trained to go
And we skipped the classes on hesitation
Cause I be talking down on Cops you won't hear my shit on any station
Listen, all this talk about fit and survival
Shouldn't turn your lil bro to a rival
I get caught I ain't trying to bribe you
If you rob me I'm coming to find you
DOA have em dead on arrival
Do the same to whoever behind you
Optimistic they still tryna find you
End up dead and get buried beside you
I seen they inhalers I know that they don't want the smoke
Told em to stand up they thought I was telling a joke
Put a scar on his face now he looking like kiss from a rose
I pop a Seal and I'm bout to mix that with a 4
I pop a Seal and I'm bout to mix that with a 4
Stir it, that's one for the road
See how I'm creeping so low
I came with my dogs
Came with my folks
Came with some thugs
And I came in your ho
Get it for the low
Tesh for the high
Fully Nigerian, I'm hiking up the price
What's the net worth?
Gats grow am like rice
Touch my money, nigga yeah we gon fight
Smack him in the head call it turning off the lights
I'm from the mud where they stick up on sight
You could get robbed in the broad day light
No I don't know no fresh prince on skype
If you get scammed, omo boy, that's life
Moving with the rock and they ship it through the west
That's your life savings they send it through the wire
Ain't no getting money on that conscious shits
Brand new tirade, I feel like Isaiah
Off these drugs I must be the best
To ever do it, marijuana smoke up in my chest
To get with me, omo, you better have your full vest
Skipped the classes on meditation
Right here is checkers, not chess
First to the check
Cut throat, break necks
Real fear make a grown man confess
Unruly and I really could care less
Said I do what I want just respect
You spending doja on some pussy you ain't concentrating
And me I quote that line cause my whole life I was relating
Now if you show us where the money we not contemplating
Turn your wallet to a mirror now you feel forsaken
Sorry mama I admit it was the work of Satan
But whose fault was it when we ain't had a pot to piss in
I guess the cycle goes right back to the politicians
All this politicking got me full of frustration
I gots to eat I can't just sit down in this situation
Said how the f*ck I'm supposed to live in this obliteration