TRIGMI, Stretch Money - The Spill/Pick Up Lyrics

I wish that I could ignore it
It's hard to when it's your calling
Great at everything but folding
Guess I'd... suck at being a wallet
From this mufuckin day forward
All you rappers dearly departed
DMG on the beat
I got tree
I got me
All I need is for Mike to record it
Stackz said that check cleared (Yeah)
That shit music to my ears (Yeah)
Reason I ain't got no peers (Yeah)
They disappear then reappear (Yeah)
This that spill the re up here (Yeah)
Say you ball, well I'm the official (Yeah)
And, All that jumping sides
Really'll make me "hut hut" these niggas

I Told Reez
Aye yo this rap shit ain't easy
Use to care, shit, now Iont give two fucks
I ain't ever been lied to so much
They wanna swerve up in my lane they ain't Ford Tough
How you niggas want my spot ain't work for it
How you niggas want a spot and ain't working out
Stick to trapping out the spot, getting work out
St-stuttered back then, now the words out
That it's TRIGMI bitch

Sippin TRIGMI tea with a lemon twist
Feeling limitless
Yeah them rappers cool
I'm on a different list
Where real men exist
Up in the field and shit
I mean feel this shit
Where if we got a problem
Make you feel the fist
Not just duck and hide
And throw a Twitter fit
And run and tell ya chick to
Make you chill the shits
This nigga's sick as shit
It ain't no fixing him
Cheyeaaaa, dat way
Want yo bitch, she in the Batcave
I'm dripping sauce, think I'm the spatula
Might let you taste the shit, come lick the damn thang
I see they wanna know what I been on
In the money, deep-sea diving on em
Investments, expenses, the models, the chauffeurs
The doubts exploding
My son can't go on playdates without his Rollie
Trubb rock and rolling with the rocket loaded
And a drop a slow up
I do not condone it
This is execution expedited
Wesson, Rugers, vests just hide em
The camera man said
Can you please take the bullets out that pistol
And put em beside you
Man you better pick this camera up
And get to shooting in this bitch before I do
Got me thinking

Aye yo this rap shit ain't easy
Use to care, shit, now Iont give two fucks
I ain't ever been lied to so much
They wanna swerve up in my lane they ain't Ford Tough
How you niggas want my spot ain't work for it
How you niggas want a spot and ain't working out
Stick to trapping out the spot, getting work out
St-stuttered back then, now the words out
Can't fuck with T. Rich

Strechiavelli, I'm a workaholic
Yo favorite rapper a percaholic
I fall through and get it percolating
We fuck good
I don't know what to call it
Niggas jealous
Don't get me started
Beefin with me, only give me targets
Fucking right
I'm a fucking savage
Flow on Cialis
I been the hardest
Heard I'm back and the streets is talking
Phone jumping
These freaks is calling
Have it my way
Like a buffet
Bottom line, I'm gone eat regardless
Me and baby at Neiman Marcus
Something foreign
Might see me park it
We at Partridge
Load the cartridge
Chop him up, like the Eastern Market
I done came a long long long way
Used to skip class in the hallway
Might skip pass in a long sleeve
Streets fuck with me the long way
Why you trynna jump in my lane
These little niggas ain't Ford Tough
These little niggas just bored as fuck
They pouring cups
And they poor as fuck

I fuck who I want when I want
Girl, come outside I been out front
She told me she can snatch my soul
Reclined seat
Hits blunt
Trynna be Eminem
More like Emmitt till
She like is it nice
I'm like is it real
She like real dim lights
She like popping pills
I like getting mine
Got no time to kill
Man in my city with that Hova flow
Thoughts overflow had to let em spill
Thoughts overflowed I had to let em spill

This ya mans
This ya dawg
The only my nigga
Oba Rowland
Westside's own
This yo time
T. Rich
Failure is not an option my nigga
They watching

I can live
I can touch the sky
I can see the light
I can testify
I can take a chance
I can multiply
Always followed code
All the rules apply
All my niggas know that it's do or die
I got nerve, she got on two of mine
It's Uber time, let my new chick slide
Pool side
Cool luau
Suit and towel
Do without
True or not, you and I only fucking cause we too alike
Scared of it all
Scared of nothing at the same time
Damned if a fall
Damned if I walk along the straight line
What if I smoked
What if I drank
What if I ain't rhyme
Would you still call me
The fuck do I care for
I know you say you care, I just care more
I see me winning, that's the clairvoyant
Fuck a leech
That's a clear point
Strip club, currency airborne
I'm current-ly paranoid
They say my following sucks
They can't market me right
Yet I got deals on deals
They just ain't offered em right
I'm the next best thing
Yeah I took a break from ballin
Just perfected my swing
Money over bitches, said it's gang over brain
But you show these bitches money
They give brain to the gang
It's a bird, it's a shame (Shroo)
Yo niggas a case (Woo)
I tell him hit the weight room
I'll do some things he can't do
Hold up let me pick up
See my last shit was The Spill
See my last year was a trip
I had to trap for every meal
See its really all inside
Don't be afraid to look within
Got this freak inside this whip that's got me thankful for the tints
Amen