TEE'D ft. TREY HOUSTON Lyrics

Even if I say it nice Never say it twice

Came up shooting dice gambling wit ya life

Cousin in them bars I hope that god treat him right

Never know my actions I'm actually outta sight

Promised stackin to my uncle right before he died

Shead a tear and chase a bag that's the motto right

Good decisions got me living to see 29

I'm tryna triple all my digits before I multiply

Pilot been up out the way like who fuck am I

Live behind the scenes crossing T's and dotting I's

Even when I'm teed I'm on P I can't die

Running up on me it's not sweet don't advise

Wifey tell me make it home tell her Mashallah

Making sure I make it home that's somebody job

Never caught the rona once never not at all

Still the sickest at this shit imma quarantine

Addiction at its best flow on nicotine

I'm considered who I am authentic who I be

Stepping like it's drill till the pockets looking deep

Pandemic bout a virus going viral a disease

I can't see a rival cuz my rival in my cleats

Stepping on em

Underneath

Like the uh

Like the streets

I got gwalla off of product

Imma...

Too much shit to lose

Too much shit to lose

Too much shit to lose

Too much shit to lose

Too much shit to lose

Too much shit to lose

I got too much shit to do

Too much shit to lose

Got some moves got moves I gotta move

I got too much shit to do

Too much shit to lose

Got some moves got moves I gotta move

Maybe I'm too fly don't deny

Tell me what's the business suit and tie

You can tell we not the same but that's ok

Slide thru city by the lake on the late

Just to peep the scenery

Tell how I talk about it

What city mean to me

It don't love me back

I thought love went two ways

Turns out that's just a euphemism a lil dumb phrase

I can never stop till a Nigga get dumb paid

Of course I'm on a course kick a door like a drug raid

Praying on a Sunday

Praying for some blues like a Monday

Yo opinion mundane

I'm appealing to the first days them day ones we thirsty

Meaning we want them sawbucks in the worst way

Earth day

Do my dirt and skirt steak

Beef I don't have a lotta

Cuz we turn it carne asada

Everyday a workday

Pilot been up out the way like who fuck am I

Live behind the scenes crossing T's and dotting I's

Even when I'm teed I'm on P I can't die

Running up on me it's not sweet don't advise

Wifey tell me make it home tell her Mashallah

Making sure I make it home that's somebody job

Never caught the rona once never not at all

Still the sickest at this shit imma quarantine