Detroit VS Everybody (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Dej Loaf]
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (static)
I swear I love my city, I just want a little (static)
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (static)
Detroit vs. Everybody

[Verse 1: Dej Loaf]
Ayo, east side, raised on that east side
When we just throw our pinkies up along with the peace sign
Fairview street sign, who the f*ck are these guys?
n*ggas want war, we make 'em feel it, touch their G-spot
My grandma sold pies and I ain't talkin' 'bout no key lime
Junkies at the side door, make sure that ain't 5-0
They done set her up, they done hit her with that combo
They done let the dogs out, house smellin' like Pine Sol
That was on the north end, I was on the porch then
Grandma what you cookin' up? Grandma why that fork bent?
Grandma where my mom at? Now I want her, beep her up
Always imagined we was poor and that her feet was up
Jordans, yeah we had 'em on, b*tch it wasn't no teasin' us
Remember me and Pooh was in the window eatin' peanut butter
Damn I miss my cousin, I'm like R.I.P. to Trina's son
I'm from where it ain't no love, everybody need a gun

[Verse 2: SayItAint]
I say I'm 'bout to kill these n*ggas, ho
I'm breakin' bread with Dej Loaf
And I ain't ever been a ho, b*tch I prefer the fur coat
If Detroit was a farm, n*gga I'ma be the GOAT
If my hood had a parade, n*gga I'ma be the float
If my b*tch call me "Boo", n*gga I'ma be a ghost
R.I.P. to Martell, I couldn't see my cousin grow
And I put on for the Mitten, don't get burnt by the stove
Me and money go together like L, M, N, O
Yep and R.I.P. to To, why you had to go?
I'm tryna keep my poise, son, like Bell Biv Devoe
And I tell a b*tch, "Act like you've been here before"
And she told me she like heel so I got that b*tch coke
Yeah, and my n*gga I ain't talkin' 'bout no shoe game
My n*ggas know I got 'em like Bruce Wayne
All I do is hang around apes, n*gga, no lames
Every time I come I'm in the ghost, that's my boo thang
b*tch I'm from the...
[Verse 3: Oba Rowland]
West side, raised on that west side
By both parents and a chopper, lord knows I got problems
Drawer full of condoms, f*ck everybody
I tried to change my tendencies, I got less friends than enemies
Try me, I'ma get your mothaf*ckin' fam like the Kennedy's
It'll go on for infinity, knowin' I'ma never get my f*ckin' props
I'm fat but I'll f*ck your mama in your daddy's house
Hit her doggy style while the cat around, and bust a nut
On your hand-me-downs, now you got nothin' to wear
You wasn't prepared, I'm in studios that Puffy was in
You puffin' on squares
Cuffin' the ass of a b*tch with Rapunzel-like hair
Capone got killed, I'm huntin' 'em still
If they die a natural death, I'm huntin' their kids
We never forgive, especially when
The chances we chance for the advancement of cash
Abruptly comes to an end
sh*t I'm just lucky my life just wasn't in sin
Keep all my dead homies covered in gin
See I know n*ggas' history, these stories do not fit you
Nobody gave this fat n*gga a pass
Like back when the Lions had Scott Mitchell
Beef is when I get you before the cops get you
Every time I see n*ggas with fake DVE
I pray the cops with 'em if God isn't
[Hook: Dej Loaf]
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (static)
I swear I love my city, I just want a little (static)
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (static)
Detroit vs. Everybody