Clash Of The Titans Lyrics

Baby, go and live your dreams

Put this glizzy in your purse

And baby, don't forget to beam

Put the dot on whatever

And when you squeeze, It clear the scene

We the takers, they can't play with us

We still spinin' for bean

I ain't tryna hurt your feelings, baby, why you bein' mean

Now I did some shit before, But it was never what it seemed

Threw the anger and frustration, Said a lot that I ain't mean

I know it replay in your head, why you think I changed the scene

If we let them get away with it, they all gon' think it's sweet

You know Pete gon' bring the Mop, but me and Meecho gotta sweep

I'm with my wolves, I'm the goat and everybody else the sheep

Wake 'em up and let 'em know them niggas ain't fuckin' with me

I know what it's like to be hungry, make sure all my partners eat

Everybody shine together, more with my niggas like G

I hate big bro, then took his chances, now I wish he took the plea

Ain't shit else around me free, now everybody pay a fee

I watched my momma stress before, but I promise she won't stress no more

Her new crib got a extra floor and they thought we was blessed before

Tried ta move on from the violence, got tired of hearing the sirens

In the woods, we the wolves, in the jungle, we the lions

I heard they told him he can do it, should've let me mourn in silence

They some bitches, so they sent you off to war with the titans

Don't be fuckin' with nobody and they ain't fuckin' with Almighty

Never wanna front my move, Pete taught me to move in silence

Don't nobody know why he did it, big bro, them niggas lyin

Better read the book of Enoch, knock they don't want smoke with my giants

If I send my silver back, it's guaranteed somebody dyin

With this paper, get you touch somebody, momma gon' be cryin

Baby, go and live your dreams

Put this glizzy in your purse

And baby, don't forget to beam

Put the dot on whatever

And when you squeeze, It clear the scene

We the takers, they can't play with us

We still spinin' for bean

I ain't tryna hurt your feelings, baby, why you bein' mean

Now I did some shit before, But it was never what it seemed

Threw the anger and frustration, Said a lot that I ain't mean

I know it replay in your head, why you think I changed the scene

If we let them get away with it, they all gon' think it's sweet

You know Pete gon' bring the Mop, but me and Meecho gotta sweep

I'm with my wolves, I'm the goat and everybody else the sheep

Wake 'em up and let 'em know them niggas ain't fuckin' with me

Got Your gun

We got The Bullets Too

How many are we gonna Shoot shoot shoot?

Think I'm Losing You

Got Your gun

We got The Bullets Too

How many are we gonna Shoot shoot shoot?

Think I'm Losing You

Got Your guns

We got The Bullets Too

How many are we gonna Shoot shoot shoot?

Think I'm Losing You