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Tee Grizzley

Rap A Lot

 

Rap A Lot

(album: The Smartest - 2020)


I like to trap a lot
I remember days when I didn't have nothing
Now they think I'm signed to Birdman, I get cash money
Ain't signed to Master P, but ain't no limit to this shit
Bulletproof and tinted in this bitch
Crib got eleven rooms, ain't no tenants in this bitch
We go back and forth with racks, ain't playing tennis in this bitch

Ain't signed to J. Prince, but I like to rap a lot (Rap)
On that Jeezy and that Gucci shit, I like to trap a lot (Trap)
I remember days when I didn't have nothing
Now they think I'm signed to Birdman, I get cash money
Ain't signed to Master P, but ain't no limit to this shit (Uh)
Like the president, it's bulletproof and tinted in this bitch
Crib got eleven rooms, ain't no tenants in this bitch
We go back and forth with racks, ain't playing tennis in this bitch, ayy (Racks, racks, racks)
Before I got my deal, I was a wildcard (Wild)
I was 'bout to rob a nigga, Kevin Lyles called (Give me that)
Told him bring that bag, it was bad for me (Right now)
Now they think I'm signed to T.I. with this grand hustle, uh

I ain't had a lot, but bitch, I had a Glock
I was in the field with them jackboys like Travis Scott
In school, I could find a dice game, but couldn't find a pencil
Chasing niggas down, tell Nipsey the marathon continues (TMC)
Rollie for my watch, this a trophy on my block
Niggas think we signed to Jay-Z, gang throwing up they rocks
I ain't do no deal with Meek, but I'm dream chasing in my drop
I ain't sign to Ross, but we gon' be rich forever, just watch, nigga

Ain't signed to J. Prince, but I like to rap a lot (Rap)
On that Jeezy and that Gucci shit, I like to trap a lot (Trap)
I remember days when I didn't have nothing
Now they think I'm signed to Birdman, I get cash money
Ain't signed to Master P, but ain't no limit to this shit (Uh)
Like the president, it's bulletproof and tinted in this bitch
Crib got eleven rooms, ain't no tenants in this bitch
We go back and forth with racks, ain't playing tennis in this bitch (Racks, racks, racks)
Before I got my deal, I was a wildcard (Wild)
I was 'bout to rob a nigga, Kevin Lyles called (Give me that)
Told him bring that bag, it was bad for me (Right now)
Now they think I'm signed to T.I. with this grand hustle, uh

They think I signed to Pee 'cause I control the streets (Control 'em)
Come sign to Grizzley Gang, get a pole and some cheese (Yeah)
Should've signed to the zoo, these niggas know that I'm a beast
2005, I would've signed to BMF, free Big Meech
'Cause all them foreign trucks that came out, I had 'em at a young age (All 'em)
More stripes than Adidas, niggas think I signed to Kanye
If I beat your ass and you ask for a rematch, it's gunplay (What?)
'Cause I embarrassed you and you gon' want your lick back one day
Niggas think I'm in the NFL 'cause I blitz shit (Blitz)
Niggas think that I play hockey, I'm icy with big sticks (Sticks)
People think I'm signed to the sun 'cause I'm lit, bitch
Making niggas check in like I'm signed to Trick Trick (Detroit)

Ain't signed to J. Prince, but I like to rap a lot
On that Jeezy and that Gucci shit, I like to trap a lot (Trap)
I remember days when I didn't have nothing
Now they think I'm signed to Birdman, I get cash money (Money)
Ain't signed to Master P, but ain't no limit to this shit (Uh)
Like the president, it's bulletproof and tinted in this bitch
Crib got eleven rooms, ain't no tenants in this bitch
We go back and forth with racks, ain't playing tennis in this bitch (Venus and Serena)
Before I got my deal, I was a wildcard
I was 'bout to rob a nigga, Kevin Lyles called
Told him bring that bag, it was bad for me
Now they think I'm signed to T.I. with this grand hustle

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