Don Trip - Ask Juicy J lyrics

I pay money for a shooter Double if he catch you in ya sleep Lil n***a only like 5’3 but the clip on the K hang down to his knees Poor ol me got hittas on lease Meanwhile I don’t care nothing but the beat I just paid way too much for a brand new car and the roof playin Hide & Go Seek A feature’s out the question I don’t care bout the Cheese I don’t give a sh** or piss about the hottest MC You n***as ain’t real as I thought y’all be I was naive shame on me You can get stomped barking up my tree My n***as is my n***as even when we disagree Between you and I, I can still let it fly with the bricks but I chose to take an absence of leave Money money money yeah I got it on my mind I answer all calls when a dollars on the line My homie in the wheelchair thought his homeboy had his back til that same n***a shot em in his spine 100 came for me to scribble on the dotted line Now a n***a shopping one album at a time I bought a red dot told me gon k** the game doing everything I can do not let em down What use is the truth if you like it watered down b**h its the trap not a mutha f**in lounge n***as at the steps when the smell the food cookin When its time to go hunt they nowhere to be found Mutha f**in clowns but I don’t worry about it 3 ring circus 4 rings on the Audi Grow my beard out double clip on the chopper Wrap the flag around my head b**h I’m strapped like a saudi talk to em (Juicy J) Man these n***as don’t understand real life my n***a. you know what I’m sayin? These n***as still living with they mamma mane. be all…Be all on Instagram and snapchat and sh**. Like they got j**elry, they got money and sh** and living with they mutha f**in mamma mane. You know what I’m sayin? and have to…and have to ask another n***a “Aye bruh loan me some money man.” “Bruh I’m tryna get my car..ju…”n***a f** that! I tell all these broke a**, petty a** n***as, SHUT THE fu*k UUUP! What he said My am I tired Watching Zoey broke got me mighty inspired 40 in my draws and the clip poking out of my shirt like the pegs on a bicycle tire Fletch in the feds and his baby mamma wise Tell em hold his head he’ll be home in no time Answer every call, every time, anytime, it’s the least I can do sh** I’m on the outside Here stands the truth in a room full of lies But you can’t pull me out like I’m wearing a disguise Cause these n***as so fake and it looks so good Got ya lil silly a** rappin flying blind Nah I can’t see worth sh** but thats fine Reflex scope n***a I can hit a dime from like 75 yards Going down wind, eh might take me like 2 or 3 times I remember mamma had to go put in that lay away singing 3 babies no daddy still made the way Now I’m trying pay her back with money that I made today Finally I’m not afraid imma leave a paper trace All my brothas hold me down like ankle weights I got yo b**h in my living room hanging drapes Either I’m too lazy or these windows too big House empty like I moved in yesterday I mean its furnished but I’m too busy to decorate I’m not even in the kitchen I don’t miss the cake I’m in my garage with my blueprints drawn In this mutha f**a tryna plan a prison break I’m the man for the job not a minute late I’m just out here getting to that money I’m not in a race Snappin in this b**h like we still playin pencil break Only thing worse than empty pockets is an empty safe Talk to em Juicy J Don’t trip mane, this sh** crazy mane cuz you know in this game mane, n***as out here be wanting you to feed them and sh** You know what im sayin? Like they some mutha f**in ally cat or something n***a You know what im saying? Like a dog or something mane Mane like, n***as need to get out here and get they own sh** You know what, you feel me Trip? You know what im saying man like n***as..n***as ain’t like us man n***as dont know how to hustle You know what im sayin stack they bread n***as be spending all they money on some ol stripper b**h Say that I’m a few hundred short to get a Maybach but my driveway still lookin like a race track Neighborhood watch I got 20 something guns here bad boy take that I suggest that you pray that that you make it out alive 30 shot 12 gauge b**h if I miss once I get 29 more tries Now back to the doe Its been a long time since a n***a been broke sh** I can’t remember last time I seen a roach Actually…it really wasn’t long ago But point is I grind like a never had sh** Scratch that I grind like I don’t have sh** I did a lot of ignorant sh** back then Shoulda coulda woulda I don’t live in past tense Flyest as superman if he came from the hood Now if only I could use these powers for good But I ain’t got nothing for a n***a but a slug I’m all over my cream like I’m pouring hot fudge Holy f**! Gouly! Gotham! Batman Just pulled up with a plug Slingin that poison ivy, he be like f** Laughing like the joker to the bank keep countin up I can’t let you count for us then I be f**in up And that’s no fun She like, “Baby that s**s. Where is the trust?” I’m like, “In my kids’ trust fund” Ain’t I conceded my pockets stay hungry andIi got to feed em My family depends on me, I gotta lead em So I get the money and then I repeat it and then I repeat it Juicy J We gon keep on grindin