Kidd.T - Gruesome Lyrics

I can't let nobody treat me regular (I won't)
They're out of my league, I'm ahead of them (yeah)
All of my ops are irrelevant, pussy ass niggas is out of my element (on God)
I'll put that tip through their skeleton (hollow)
Apply the pressure till they bury him (yeah)
Running from me that's a scary him, pull up on -T that's me daring him
I'm starting to get so sick of him (yeah aye)
Revenge is my only medicine (rage ooh)
I'll put that tip through their skeleton (follow)
Apply the pressure till they bury him
Running from me that's a scary him, pull up on T, that's me daring him

Talk down about T, I'll make you face reality (yeah)
You know you ain't want no beef, got you shaking begging, "Please" (haha)
Them pussy boys won't come for me that's why I live my life with ease (I do)
When she see me she on her knees, I don't gotta' say a thing (honestly)
Niggas claiming "TMS", they ain't that at all (nope)
They ain't ready for this life, they ain't that evolved (they not)
Niggas get all in their feelings cause they ain't involved (they pussy)
And when they see me they don't say shit, they ain't got the balls
I don't got time to be dealing with extra stuff
I'm getting thousands, and it keeps adding up
She keep tryna' take my time up, I ain't got time to be tied up (I don't)
I get a wood, and I fire it up (yeah)
Six figures, give me five months
They offered thirty, I ain't sign nun' (I didn't)
That just made me get my grind up

I can't let nobody treat me regular (I won't)
They're out of my league, I'm ahead of them (yeah)
All of my ops are irrelevant, pussy ass niggas is out of my element (on God)
I'll put that tip through their skeleton (hollow)
Apply the pressure till they bury him (yeah)
Running from me that's a scary him, pull up on -T that's me daring him
I'm starting to get so sick of him (yeah aye)
Revenge is my only medicine (rage ooh)
I'll put that tip through their skeleton (follow)
Apply the pressure till they bury him
Running from me that's a scary him, pull up on T, that's me daring him

Rub me wrong, "Adios"!
He gone fold, I already know (yeah)
You neva' heard nun' like this before
Bitch, I don't care about no radio (I don't)
Pull up on em', slit his throat, ah, that's the main approach
Stomp em' out like a roach, ship his on a boat (haha)
I'll be damned if I ain't rage this bitch out, ya dig (on God)
I'll be damned if I ain't turn this muh'f*cka' up (I'll be damned, nigga)
On god, nigga, you hear that god damned guitar or whatever the f*ck it is?
Dark star, in a fast car
I might switch lanes, shid' I might die tomorrow (Haha)
Aye, my niggas hate when I say that shit, but I be dead-ass (on God haha)