Toast 2 That
(专辑: Trying To Find My Next Thrill - 2019)
[Cousin Stizz:] Let's toast to that, yeah I
gotta' make a
toast for all my real niggas out there, man All my niggas in the
jail, man, we always think about you, bruh Keep your head up high, for real, for real 'Cause I
know how it is to be down, dawg (Free 'Vonte) Feel like everybody on your "not" side, you dig But we with you, you feel me? Real life, yeah, ayy, yeah Yeah, I
just made a
hit, so let's toast to that Made it home tonight, so let's smoke to that God keep blessing us, so let's toast to that Came up out the
corner, how I'm 'posed to act? Loose lips sink ships, been exposed to that Real shit never die, so let's toast to that Real shit never die, so let's toast to that Real shit never die, so let's toast to that Shawty talk crazy, we in all black We in black masks, all my niggas strapped Ayy, man, let's toast to that We been getting money from the
jump (From the
jump) I
came through, felony inside my trunk (Inside my trunk) Before rap, niggas been about them dumps, ooh Before rap, niggas been on these chumps, ooh I
don't how we 'posed to fake all the
funk Yeah, I
just made a
hit, so let's toast to that Made it home tonight, so let's smoke to that God keep blessing us, so let's toast to that Came up out the
corner, how I'm 'posed to act? Loose lips sink ships, been exposed to that Real shit never die, so let's toast to that Real shit never die, so let's toast to that Real shit never die, so let's toast to that [Freddie Gibbs:] Gangsters never die, so let's toast to that Fuck your bitch, and I
take her on trips But ain't no posting that (No posting that bitch) I
had to put in that work, for the
set, 'fore I
sold the
bag Whip hard and cut every seven grams, sold her this good crack (Woo, woo, woo) I
mix it up with the
b-tweezy, my nigga Vitamins good for my geekers, my nigga The
blow Trader Joe, got that organic dope And a
hunnid packs stuffed in the
freezer, my nigga We dumping, and drop it out Bussing packets like pimple, we popping off I
can't talk on my phone, 'cause I'm talking raw Feel like Steven Seagal, I'm Above the
Law Nigga, fuck the
law (Nigga fuck the) I
just cut off all my bitches, so let's toast to that Made a
couple million, can't let a
ho get close to that I
told papi the
rock it wasn't locking, I
sent that coca back I
had to put in that work, for the
set, 'fore I
sold the
bag [Cousin Stizz:] Tryna find my next drug never meant so much And vices never cared about my age either Money, cars, clothes, hoes, the
steering wheels the
same The
family And only I
could be the
teacher in the
end