T.T.T.A.T.D Lyrics

I gotta be grateful for the place where I'm at

Man I've could've been dead from the spray from a strap

Ima peaceful grown man, building place on this map

Could've put this on the album but it'll stay where it's at

Woof yeah

Welcome to the family

Boss straight moves

Straight produced from the faculty

Don't want straight beef

Got the cheese coming after me

We all gonna eat WorldWide till its casualty

Yeah, Ima live forever, gonna die from old age

Take a sip for the better days

Where we straight paid

Lifes a bitch and i fed her

Hadda bust a quick nut

Plus a Kiss when I met her

Let me give a little grace

Pass the plate to the right

For the fakes that have left

Ima say that I'm blessed

For the days that they hate

Who's left, just me

And the game that is chess, ha

No rook, ima vet homie

This is WorldWide

Coming from the jets homie

Yo Pri waddup, guess i'm next homie

I don't even gotta say what is next homie

Long days solitude

Ima say what ima do

Resurrection, straight perfection

Never question, i'm the truth

Heaven sent me, well I guess

That god, had to let me loose

Cujo breaking out the cage

Till this day, well ima shoot

My shot, tell my pops

Ima pop from this verse

That's my word

Little sister, well I came from the dirt

And I came from the cloth

You can tell from my shirt

That all these little stains

Made me great from the worst

Yeah

Woof

Yo Picasso

Remember all them days

We would say, what's tomorrow

Watchem go and change

When the change switch from borrow

We breaking all the chains

Tellem grace for the sorrow

I'm so blessed

I see the world just keeps on changing for me

I'm so blessed

I keep on praying that these days are for me

It's amazing

My lifes changing

I'm creating

The life thats made up for me