Dat'$ Me ft. 2Tone Lyrics

Roll a little tree, little weed, little melody

Gotta keep the peace and the peace for the enemy

Shit ain't come free, gotta fee for the recipe

Bleed for the legacy, feed off the energy

All I need is me and my G's to remember me

Broski had passed but he lived through me forever we

Rolling through the streets, got the heat and the metal

Got my feet on the pedal, don't sleep, don't settle

Yeah, I gotta pray to God, you know I'm marching for the devil

You're the type to go and sell your soul, I never settle

Me and all the dogs are getting ours, we never let up

You know that I hit your shorty, same day that I met her

You ain't fucking with these verses, you a would think, you in the meta

You a cappa, I'm the alpha you can have her if she let you

I'm the one that told you, yeah, I'm a savage, I ain't better

Count that cheddar, tell me who better

Yeah, I spit rounds shit, sound like Beretta

Play no game, Def Jam, Vendetta

After the sun come's rain, shit change like the weather

Fly as a feather, high as a propeller

Old man kicked, couldn't raise me

The block of the North, what really made me

If God got me, then this gang stay clean

Badass nigga with a bad play thing

Crown tryna press with some whack cases

I told my dukes, what the fuck that mean

I tote my deuce, what the fuck that mean

Just cause I was set, what the courts gon' speak

Jon Jones moves my block, I bleed

Same campaign to the day I leave

If I hold deuce, that opp hold three

YB ask me, I don't pop no beans

Look into my eyes, see the twisted me

It's not my fault they twisted me

So many scars afflicted me

I don't feel this pain, feel demons, G

Man in the mirror, said B for B

Only way up with the demon team

Walk up on his ass with the ting on me

Look into my eyes, see the twisted me

Smoking on that weed, got me thinking I'm the best now

King of this thing, you ain't in, you get exiled

Bitch, I'm an alien, something like X-Files

All of these bitches want Gucci on textiles

I block her number, she hit me on Text-now

Off with her head, I said, come give me neck now

I get so high, see that shit was a letdown

Bitch, I've been fly, in the sky as a jet now

Give you my heart, you think that I was Bret now

I'm from the North, you know I'm going Westbound

Shit going right up until you at left now

Feeling like Christian, cause I'm on the Edge now

Came from the bottom, you know that we blessed now

Gotta put all that bullshit to a rest now

Coaching these bitches, I feel like I'm Pep now

Call me Hulk Hogan, you see how I flex now

I might just have to pull up on your ex now

Ain't got no love in my heart, it's just dead now

I gave my sweat and my tears, and I bled out