S.H.Y.T.T Lyrics

Yeah, you know there's gonna be some things in your life

That change your whole demonstration

But whatever you do

Keep it 100 with yourself

And with your team

You dig

I done put my sweat and tears in this shit

Be damned if I shed tears for a bitch

I'm on my own, just me and my stick

Money on my mind, got no time for your shit

Gotta stay on, it's grind or hit a lick

Can't get tricked, off the street or on the bricks

Be your own man, and do your own shit

Back against the wall, but I'm dealin' with the shit

I ride alone, on my hustle

And keep some extra muscle

In case niggas wanna tussle

I'm a buss for to get a chance to blast first

I'm a cutthroat, guess you ain't learned from the last verse

Lyrical assassin, I always put in work

Niggas always askin' how I get it out the dirt

I do this with a passion, and I know I'm worth

The streets was a passage, I turned into my turf

Sometimes I feel blessed, other times I feel cursed

Seen too many of my niggas carried in a hearse

And if I had the power, then time would be reversed

And we'd be back on the block, but this time make the money work

But that is just a dream, and to me, that's what hurts

So I'ma pour some liquor out, for my niggas in the earth

This some shit we all deal with, since the day of birth

Names tatted on the flesh, faces sprayed on my shirt

I done put my sweat and tears in this shit

Be damned if I shed tears for a bitch

I'm on my own, just me and my stick

Money on my mind, got no time for ya shit

Gotta stay on, it's grind or hit a lick

Can't get tricked, off the street or on the bricks

Be your man, and do your own shit

Back against the wall, but I'm dealing with the shit

Everything I been through, it was taken as a lesson

My hands already pressure and my mind is a weapon

Momma told me, watch the snakes, daddy told me, keep the K

If a nigga feel cocky, get him out the way

Cleveland been some Indians, we the home of the braves

The streets took so many men for the pen and the grave

I pray, you snitch ass niggas dont make another day

Make room for a real one, cause you in the way

And you Basic ass bitches, with your body out of place

Everything fake about you, they should've gave you ass a case

Yeah, we in the streets, you better watch what you say

No, I ain't your friend, and I ain't here to play

Shit humbles you thru time when the shine go away

Have you standing in the mirror with that look on your face

And you say I done gave it my all, just so I could ball

What goes up, always gon' fall

I done put my sweat and tears in this shit

Be damned if I shed tears for a bitch

I'm on my own, just me and my stick

Money on my mind, got no time for your shit

Gotta stay on, it's grind or hit a lick

Can't get tricked, off the street or on the bricks

Be your own man, and do your own shit

Back against the wall, but I'm dealin' with the shit

I done put my sweat and tears in this shit

Be damned if I shit, tears for a bitch

I'm on my own, just me and my stick

Money on my mind, got no time for your shit

Gotta stay on, it's grind or hit a lick

Can't get tricked, off the street or on the bricks

Be your own man, and do your own shit

Back against the wall, but I'm dealin' with the shit

Yeah, you know, stuff humbles you through time

Whatever you do, keep it a hundred

Keep it true, you know