1700Trxp - We see you (feat. 400x Ty) Lyrics

I'm havin' nightmares, blow my fire, don't think that I'ma make it
Bros like keep on doin what you doin trxp, cause we know you gon make it

Yeah, I be rappin', quick to blow my fire, only if you make it
They ain't even 18, tryin' to sign a deal, gon' see where that shit take

Yeah, I'm the one that hop out rentals, aimin' Dracos at y'all top
Beat my lil' opp bitch from the back, take out her phone and get that drop

I'm on the block late night, I'm posted up, this shit won't never stop
They put two bands up on my taco, let's see who gon' knock it off

Stop all that Instagram cappin', y'all niggas never blew y'all guns
I'm not a rapper, I'm on house arrest, I do this shit for fun

Y'all niggas rappin' cause y'all be down bad on y'all dick, don't got no funds
Stop all that rappin' and get a 9 to 5, but keep your f*ckin' gun

Lil' Ty gon snap just off the rip like every time cause this shit fun
My bro get on niggas ass, we bound to kill him if he run

I'm gon' put that belt on niggas, spank that nigga, he my son
I send bro that pape, I can damn near merch he get it done

I send bro that pape, I can merch, he come back with some hats
I can't say that word cause 12 really might try to take me down

GPD been on bro ass, say change the way you move around
And my bros EBK, you better get with this shit or get laid down

And we spin blocks for all my dead bros, yea the ones that's in the ground
Now you ain't gotta ask that question, if they pick up La Tim, he gon' hold it down

Remember that one nigga bro, beat him like a dog, put his nose all in the ground
And if you come to my hood, you ain't gon' hear nothing but soldiers talking

Nigga, that's that soldier sound
I had to run my money up cause they was just talking down

Thought I f*cked up walking to work, it's a good day, caught a opp walked him down
I gotta big SIG, but I still get on your ass, I beat niggas black and brown

I'm different from niggas, I'm tryna stack every penny and made my family proud
Nigga, had died, blow that switch, get fried, but don't stand in no crowd

I ain't even gotta get famous, I really a turn my block to the Rollin Loud
Long live Shay, was really just 10 deep on my block, just rollin' loud

Now every time I pop out 12, just tryna see where them guns at

Where your funds at

Get your head chopped