Tee Grizzley - Built To Last
[Intro]
(Jose the Plug)
Talk to ’em
I’m just chillin’ at the crib, right?
This shit fuckin’ me up
You gotta talk to ’em, man
[Chorus]
Lookin’ at my son like, “Damn, I got a human” (This shit real)
‘Member when I felt you in your mama’s stomach movin’ (I do)
Lookin’ at my jewelry like, “Damn, I’m really stupid” (That’s crazy)
Lookin’ at my past like, damn, man, I been through it (It all)
Lil’ brodie came home from jail and he crashed (Damn)
Then brodie called home from jail and he laughed (What’s up, nigga?)
Gotta match my nigga energy, I can’t be sad (I can’t)
We ain’t trippin’ on no time, bitch, you know we built to last (You know that)
I see niggas be who they wanna be on the ‘Gram
I see bitches with the niggas that they said they ain’t had (Damn)
I was in the ninth grade yellin’, “Get a bag”
Catchin’ contacts packin’ up the boy without a mask (I remember)
[Verse 1]
Gettin’ fast money
That shit you pullin’ out on camera, that’s my gas money (That’s light)
God, how I make it here? I just ain’t had nothin’
Sittin’ in the bullpen starvin’, eatin’ bag lunches
On my way to court ’cause I was movin’ like a crash dummy (Was crashin’ out)
Gotta hold myself accountable (Yeah)
If God don’t exist, then how I make it through these obstacles? (Tell me that)
I ain’t do it on my own, that’s impossible
I was prayin’ hard for this shit, that’s what you gotta know
Don’t gotta like me, but respect me, that’s what you gotta do
‘Cause I’ma try to put you in the morgue, fuck the hospital (Nigga, you outta here)
And puttin’ trust in niggas been risky (It has)
I was a lil’ nigga knowin’ niggas been iffy like (I do)
I would let niggas get rich with me (I would)
But they’ll run off with a quarter ‘stead of tryna build a brick with me (Fuck ’em)
Don’t even kill ’em, let ’em watch us get litty
While he walkin’, we gon’ ride Forgis on the 650, bitch (Turn up)
Big Grizzley, fuck with me, bad bitches, fuck plenty
Me and bro just made a cut face, that’s a buck-fifty
Play with me, duck fifty, if it’s up, it’s stuck with me
Glock 27 stuck to me and it bust quickly
[Chorus]
Lookin’ at my son like, “Damn, I got a human” (This shit real)
‘Member when I felt you in your mama’s stomach movin’ (I remember)
Lookin’ at my jewelry, brodie like, “You goin’ stupid” (You goin’ crazy)
Lookin’ at our past, I’m like, “Brodie, we been through it” (Ayy, for real)
Baby Grizz came home from jail and he crashed (Damn)
But we can’t forget, before he left, he got the bag (He did)
And he still rich, hope you don’t think he in there sad
We ain’t trippin’ on no time, bitch, you know we built to last (Nigga, you know that)
I see niggas be who they wanna be on the ‘Gram
I see bitches with the niggas that they said they ain’t had
I see niggas without the bag they said that they had
And for some reason I believed them, I’m like, “Damn” (Niggas cap)
[Verse 2]
Ain’t paranoid, I’m just on high alert (Alert)
Smokin’ weed to numb the pain, yeah, I’m high and hurt
Can’t no clinic pills help you when that chopper burn
Like an STD, but that’s just how some people gotta learn (Go get ’em)
Ayy, I ain’t scared of nothin’ roamin’ this Earth
If somethin’ scare me, it’s gon’ go in the dirt (You hear me?)
‘Member sleepin’ at the trap, they used to line up at the door on the first
I’m with the nigga that put your bro on a shirt (He right here)
Let me talk about my past
Abusive household, multiple failures (Facts)
Ramen noodles kept us from starvin’, I’m tryna tell you (Facts)
Headaches, stomachaches, nigga, heartaches
Turn you into shark bait ’bout our cake
Let’s talk about my future, though
Now we excited ’bout what the future hold
Trips out the country, we done got used to those
Bustdowns, got a few of those (Got a few of those)
These bitches see us and they do the most
Don’t play with us or it’s your funeral (Don’t play)
Back to my past, show these niggas where we came from
Fightin’ for nothin’, we was just tryna get our name up
Now we tryna get our change up
You do that, they say you changed up
We just told our story, never tried to get our fame up
Lame nigga, I’m in that foreign doin’ the dash (Doin’ the dash)
How you gon’ stop some niggas that’s built to last, huh?
Lame nigga, we in that foreign doin’ the dash (Doin’ the dash in this bitch)
How you gon’ stop some niggas that’s built to last, huh? (You can’t, nigga)
