DTM Lyrics

Oh God we made it so far

Oh God we tried so hard

Oh God they trynna knock us off

Oh God they trynna take my spot no no

I got money on my mind

And I got my people by my side

Mhm so dont try me

Don't try

They aint gone stop until they piss me off better pray that shit don't happen

Three kids at 23 I try my best to keep em' happy

They life is not no game so why the fuck we talm' bout practice

Cant get caught up in no jam because my babies need they daddy

All we know is to go fast so aint no stopping us in traffic

Might just rosa park the car when I hop out still aint no scratches

Built this shit up from the ground

I wont stop till we hit the attic

Boy done damn near caught amnesia when I see em' dont ask what happen

You aint lit until you get wit me got more lights than a mansion

Aint no party in the dark then tell me why my diamonds dancin'

She don't get the D like she on punishment she throw a tantrum

I make profit off this shit no matter what go get the ransom

I go Danny Phantom

I go ghost you actin crazy on me

Cant stand to see me up tell em' sit down I bet they hate it for me

He mad because his girl like all my music she might pay to fuck me

I would never cross em' matter fact we just gone change the subject

You having motion

But you aint having shit like Fizzle

Trynna take off in a PJ I fly back to get my nigga

Aint no weak link in the circle if he small we make em' bigger

They be beefing on the net in real life softer than a pillow

You cant get near me if you do then yo condition turn to critical

I told her use her senses but she say that she not feelin' you

If love is what you need baby come here cause i got plentiful

We gone roll play mortal combat girl im finna finish you

They aint gone stop until they piss me off better pray that shit don't happen

Three kids at 23 I try my best to keep em' happy

They life is not no game so why the fuck we talm' bout practice

Cant get caught up in no jam because my babies need they daddy

All we know is to go fast so aint no stopping us in traffic

Might just rosa park the car when I hop out still aint no scratches

Built this shit up from the ground

I wont stop till we hit the attic

Boy done damn near caught amnesia when I see em' dont ask what happen

Yeah

Yeah

Aye, this car aint got no roof like its a dog up in the hood

If she thick and got her toes black you know that pussy good

If you mine don't give your body up lets get that understood

We don't do smoke round here aint no beefin' bout bitches all we do it stack it and flip it

I keep a stick like its part of my wardrobe Glock matt-black so it match my fitted

We all gotta' eat so I work 9 to 5 at the grocery sto' how I'm bagging the bitches

She like how I move and I'm slick when I'm talkin' my shit bitch I'm known for this mackin' and pippen'

She like when I smile

Told me that shit make her wetter

Had to go back to the dentist

Bro got a T-A 392 wit the 5 percent tint I can bend the curb in it

We spend the block same way a young nigga shop in the mall might shut down Lynex

We spend the block same way a young nigga shop in the mall might shut down Lynex