Shut Up - Marty Grimes

KDE On the boards, of course

Marty grimes, truly yours

You only need to know 2 things about me

Im blunt, and Imma get what I want

This another 4 12's in the trunk

Never try I just naturally stunt

Its in my genes

Its in my veins

I was made for this life

And the chick that Im with know she only babe for the night

Gotta get that right

That’s the first step to this lifestyle

Walkin around worried about the future while I’m out spending everything I got

enjoying right now

Rappers say that they fuck with me then cat off

Imma keep it buck fifty that’s they loss

If you think that im stopping you way off

No feature so no need to pay off

Really im sayin this nigga ain’t playin

Got the perfect crowd in my corner

And life is one hell of a coach

While emotions got you all on the ropes

I’m out with two bad bitches somewhere on a boat

Dreams of luxury dog, you really gonna wish that you would have fucked with me

dog

No need to try and make it up to me dog, the way you hit me up kinda suss to me

dog

I see money, that’s motivation

No need to repeat what I’m demonstrating

My head stay in the clouds, with the same crowd

Before a nigga even came out

Before I even brought the chain out

Wonder what they gonna say now

Bitch, im Marty

Imma do me

And you do you

I keep hearing theres real ones left but only a few

Got no real reason to flex, im enjoying my view

But I ain’t there yet, and they sayin im next and that gotta be true,

yeah that gotta be true

You can’t tell me nothing, can’t tell me nothing, you can’t tell me nothin,

can’t tell me nothing, can’t tell me nothing

And im lookin at the top you better tell them im comin

Better tell them im comin

Bout to hit the ground running

Can’t tell me nothin

Can’t tell me nothin

Can’t tell me nothin

Shut up

Burn one for the money

Two for the show

Burn 3 to get ready, maybe a 4 for the road

I be wilin out and not givin fucks

Check my email for what to eat for lunch

Swear a guilty conscioune have you actin tough

But to be quite honest you don’t act enough so put the actin up

In a blacked out beamer

With all tinted windows

Rollers lookin in the window

They hella mad on legit though

No they can’t stop me, never

The smirk on my face got them kinda jealous

Some old friends hating cause im ridin leather

If you woulda stayed down we could rode together

Chase this did together

Never slackin or getting to comfy

Its time to eat from the sound of my tummy

My shit is growlin so know that im comin

Im playin jenga while stackin my money

Get it and spend it and act like its nothing

I hit it I hit it she think that im drumming

When she get naked she snappin me something

I get it I get it you factory stuntin

And im after market, pushin that kinda whip where you don’t have to park it

Puttin hours for the check, so I had to spark it

You last resortin, im aston martin so foreign

If I’m in an aston martin im floorin

It’s a wrong move to step on these jordans

Bet you I can make you a star if we record it

Imma do me

And you do you

I keep hearing theres real ones left but only a few

Got no real reason to flex, im enjoying my view

But I ain’t there yet, and they sayin im next and that gotta be true,

yeah that gotta be true

You can’t tell me nothing, can’t tell me nothing, you can’t tell me nothin,

can’t tell me nothing, can’t tell me nothing

And im lookin at the top you better tell them im comin

Better tell them im comin

Bout to hit the ground running

Can’t tell me nothin

Can’t tell me nothin

Can’t tell me nothin

Shut up

Imma do me

Shut up

Shut up

And you do you

Shut up

Shut up

Can’t tell me nothing

Shut up

Shut up

Can’t tell me nothing