SB4Life lyrics

[Intro: Starlito]
I'm just tryna clear my mind and think better thoughts
I probably already said that, Lito, Lito

[Verse 1: Starlito]
Act like I lost it or somethin'
I should've saw this sh*t comin'
Tell me what y'all would've done
Off wanted, was costin' me none
Still sell ounces off my phone, stack fifty thousand then I'm gone
And I been trappin' out it since my house is not a home
I might f*ck your ho to sleep and stay up counting all alone
I give her 'bout a month, she gon' be talkin' 'bout I did her wrong
Can't say I led you on when there wasn't no feelings shown
I wanna f*ck your friend (again), haha, f*ck this sh*t we grown
It seem like most these n*ggas more concerned with looking like it
I send so many shots you think I had a liquor license
Expect to get indicted when you really livin' like this
And I know they feeling my sh*t, 'cause they be stealing my sh*t
sh*t done got so silly man, I really might quit
But before I do let me get this million right quick
Riding 'round the Ville with a stick, feel like I'm still in '06
Rentals with the peel off tints
Listen, you really don't know sh*t
Feel like I got a tat on this b*tch, how my trigger finger itch
I done spent a rack on this b*tch
I done seen how she act on that di*k
Girl you nasty, imagine this, I'm back with the sh*t
Just break 'em down to four zips, and vacuum the sh*t
Black trash bags, we really having that sh*t
And we don't give no passes to no passengers b*tch
So far past 'em I don't even remember passing a b*tch
Got to pay me to pay attention, I ain't patching up sh*t
Yeah I'm back with this sh*t, don't give a f*ck who you go get
I'm out here every day, I'm by my lonely, hood as it gets
Homie 'dem steppin' on sh*t, just put his foot on a brick
I had to get me some money too, I couldn't resist
Grind Hard
[Verse 2: Don Trip]
I wonder how you watchin' me eat gon' fill up your stomach?
I ain't even finish countin' it and I want some more money
Sorry, don't know how to chill, but I got ice in my veins
Spend my days at the bank, and spend my nights at the range
How you figure f*ckin' with me will be a good idea?
I got that toy on me and I'm flyer than Buzz Lightyear, yeah
There we go, drivin' hoes hysterical
My lil shawty's body like the mama off Incredibles
Lookin' like a snack with a bag full of edibles
I'm not from this planet, I'm an extraterrestrial
And I still ball like the game ain't fixed
I brought extra ammunition case my aim ain't sh*t
Mama never got the hint
High school I was baggin', I was cooler than the f*cking York Peppermint Patty
Now I'm black on black on black inside the devil's favorite chalice
With a chick from out a pageant, 'bout to be her baby daddy
I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, don't he look just like his daddy?
I'm so good at making babies, I think that's my hidden talent
Okay, okay, back to raking up the money just to stash it
Trapped a hundred pounds and it never left the plastic
My lil partner left for Cali and he came back with a package
That was 2012, he got seven years for trafficking
Just in case you thought this sh*t was cute, you're insane
Out here tryna get some change 'til they have your ass in chains
Godspeed