Safe to Say - Tree

Yeah, ok, this what im talking about

I like the that down south feel

Like I’m planting crops

Throwing rocks offs of the roof as lil nigga

To bein known in the city as a ill nigga

Come and see me at my shows I’m a real nigga

White-T's in my 3's I’m a feel nigga

Nowadays everybody got a deal nigga

Everybody mean everybody real nigga

My ex last words, «I don’t wanna deal with ya»

As I tell a bitch «Bye!»

I’mma still miss ya

No tears no tears yet fall

Cold blooded nigga, no tissue at all

Bone thuggin' nigga, crazy busy in the hall

Wish lazy niggas wouldn’t leave flesh up in the hall

I was fresh up out of jail, got fresh up in the mall

Got bad young help, got him dressed up in the car

K rollin' up weed, even lesser in the jar

AND AW-BE-TREE-MAN

It’s safe to say

I’m like no other, my 2−3 brothers they nothin' like me

It’s safe to say

That he go harder, man I flow awkward, my shit so different

It’s safe to say

That I got big mac’s, talkin' bout click-clak, showed y’all big stacks

It’s safe to say

That I smoke good grade, I’m so hood man, my white T in church

It’s safe to say

Bob told me I was the one, I could really see it

Instead of watching VH1, I could really be it

Stay sucka-free, get yourself some bucket seats

Where the paper work?

Tell them niggas «fuck the beef»

Fuck TREE, fuck you and you can fuck with me

I’ll fuck with dem and ill fuck with her and he should fuck with me

Soul trap days with the gold caps

I do it for my niggas for the old gats

I do it for the money for the gold plaques

I do it black and blue (?)

Whatever

Dial on the lever

Twelve for suede, 9 the baretta

I got 18 strays, on my 18th birthday

18 days in the slamma', god dammit

I’m in ATLanta for days, the old jays in the background

Remember those days?

And my fam tell me back down

And I’m like, «NO WAY!»