Curtis Williams - Tezo & Me Rapping On A Beat lyrics

[Intro: Curtis Williams] Cap told me smoke one every time you rap Two-9 sh** [Verse 1: Curtis Williams] I said, wakin' up to weed that's a good sign And if you can't see my n***as winnin', you f**in' blind I'm talkin' sold out shows, packed wit' foreign hoes Boy, f** a release date, they be sendin' clothes When I'm feelin' low, I just be gettin' high Smell it when I ride by, see it in my eyes You know the code, how it goes, b**h we been known Still get love from the city, n***a I'm never home They understand, they know I'm comin' back And when I make it back, I bet I got 100 stacks And we ain't chasin' no hits, boy I just be talkin' this sh**, boy Give your all, that's what you get, boy I keep 'em rolled and get lifted I'm prolly trippin' right now, but I ain't trippin' Now everyday seem different To say the least, I think we did it Two god, b**h Curt, whaddup n***a, Two-9 [Tezo] [Verse 2: Tezo] Yeah, aim straight for the top, let nothin' get in your way No matter what they goin' hate, f** 'em all and get paid Why you worried 'bout mine? I'm out here on the grind Came straight from the bottom and turned that water to wine n***as talkin' that sh**, actin' like we ain't winnin' I hit the game wit' precision, the whole city my witness All that gossip and hate, save some for the b**hes It should be clear for you crumb snatchers We don't f** wit' pigeons Loud mouth a** n***a, you talk it, I walk it 1k for a verse, if you ain't got it, then chalk it What the lick read? We on the road, like a 10 speed Bad b**hes, good weed Livin' fast, dyin' young, [?] on the paper Fake friends, bad b**hes, they just round for decorations I be up, I be down, tryna' fight middle ground Hot pursuit, runnin' round, tryna' get it, no luck [Outro] Damn, said at least I think we did it n***a Said at least I think we did it