Lyrics Jay & Twan 2 – Tee Grizzley
Lil Jay chillin’, he just got back
Glock 40 and two-hundred K on his lap
The big dawg knocked, no more runnin’ in no traps
He fired off a back, thinkin’ hard like
I come from the way where you don’t live long
Can’t nobody save you, they gon’ do you wrong
My n**gas’ll walk you down, then put it in a song
Got to keep a Glock or two no before I leave home
Damn, snake of the year and the whole ‘hood hear
Jay really killed his own brother for a Crip
He ain’t even stressin’, blue tips in his clip
As long as that F&N don’t jam, he gon’ live
They all on the internet talkin’ ’bout what he did
N**gas know where he lay, so, he bought another crib
Caught him away, youngin been flyin’ through them bricks
He low-key missin’ Twan, wishin’ he could see him lit
His phone ring, Bllrd, Hello
Go clutch, Twan out that coma, he just woke up
Instagram goin’ crazy, he talkin’ so tough
What he say
That n**ga comin’ back, showin’ off
Lil Jay like, Damn, I hit that n**ga in his head
That wasn’t enough, that n**ga ain’t dead
And, he still l thuggin’, he ain’t even cut off his dreads
And I know he woke up out that coma seein’ red
Twan like, Who shot me
It was yo’ mans
Him and opps put a playdown, two-hundred bands
Pops tried to tell you these n**gas ain’t yo’ friends
Jay think he big now, he f**kin’ with the ..
Lil Twan know he got to spank that b**ch
If Jay in the ‘hood, he ’bout to flame that b**ch
N**ga hands shakin’, he can’t wait to bang that blick
Twan feelin’ on his hand like, I ate that b**ch
Yeah, he got a K, he need another Glick
Jay like, I’m rich, I can hide, ain’t no touchin’ me
Twan might have to look into another beep
But, he know Jay don’t give a f**k about his other people
Twan ridin’ ’round trippin’ with a choppa
Everybody, get back, that lil’ n**ga a problem
For two hundred, Jay would’ve killed his own mama
Now, he rich layin’ low, tryna dodge all the drama
Ayy, a couple weeks ago, Jay got him a freaky ho
And, even though she a ghost, she ain’t just a easy ho
He used to dream on it
‘Bout to put a ring on it
I think he got what he wanted, yeah
Ridin’ in a ..
Vibin’ to the music, this is how they do it
Got a Glock with two clips
Can’t be out here snoozin’
It’s a war outside
Just Jay and his bro, no worries at all
Ridin’ through the trenches
Ooh, woah
Damn, Jay dropped his gun, s**t hit the fan
Twan pull up lettin’ the AK slam
They in the long .., he hangin’ out a Ram
A hundred shots long, he ain’t stoppin’ ’til it jam
After a minute, he hear the Ram Truck leavin’
Car smokin’, now he tryna control his breathin’
Look and see his girl in the driver’s seat leakin’
Don’t know if he hit, but, he can feel his arm stingin’
Damn, but, he don’t get pass
The Ram Truck bust a U, comin’ back fast
He hopped out and ran, but, Jay was on his ass
Bullets flyin’ ’til he hit the grass, n**ga
I come from the way where you don’t live long
Can’t nobody save you, they gon’ do you wrong
My n**gas’ll walk you down, then put it in a song
Got to keep a Glock or two no before I leave home…
➤ Written by Tee Grizzley & Helluva Beats
Album: Chapters Of The Trenches
Produced by Helluva Beats
Tee Grizzley | 2022
