Ty Dolla Sign (Ty Dolla $ign) - Still Brazy lyrics

[Intro] Ayy! This sh** This sh**, this sh** My life, my life n***a this sh** brazy n***a this sh** brazy This sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy This sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy n***a this sh** brazy, oh Lord! n***a this sh** brazy [Verse 1] Look at my life Been through it all, got bullet wounds twice Still don't know where it came from, yikes Why everybody want a piece of my pie? I, I, gotta keep guns with me sh** real, I ain't tryna be pretty Paranoia got this Henny in my kidney Cause I don't know if they're with me or against me They always said this was how it's gon' be But me... I ain't wanna believe They don't wanna see a n***a with the green The reason for the 40 cal with the beam The devil's on me, got me trippin' I used to party out with Scotty like Pippen Now I don't trust n***as, and I stopped invitin' b**hes Over to the crib, they can't know where I'm livin' [Hook] sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy This sh**, n***a, this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh this sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord) Oh Lord, n***a this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh sh**, this sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy [Verse 2] Verse two, verse two I got too much to spit for verse two Just be careful on how you approach dude Cause he done already heard about what you wanna do Paranoia, paranoia Paranoia down in k**er California What's their motive? What's their motive? sh**, I'm the closest with some money that they know of Lady problems, family problems Homies problems, all this drama On my mama, this the type of sh** you sweat out in the sauna Grandma pray for me, devil keep away from me Fell out with my day one, that was my ace to me Mind blown, somethin' different what I'm on All this sh** got me in another rhyme zone Lately, I've been at home I grab the pistol when I answer the door [Hook] Cause this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy This sh**, n***a, this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh this sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord) Oh Lord, n***a this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh sh**, this sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy [Verse 3] I ain't F with this, but I F with this Can't complain about it, gotta find out where he gonna master it Gotta put cameras all around the crib Gotta, gotta wear the vest like a bib Got some, got some problems, a whole lot 'em So I stay dangerous, Osama n***a say they heard about a million dollars So I gotta bulletproof the Impala Man I'm 'bout to lose it Homies I'm confused with Money get involved, it's all bad, they switch too quick It's too sick, thought you was realer, my n***a Got popped, you ain't do sh** Thought you was my k**er, my n***a Oh! sh** get realer, my n***a When n***as know you gettin' skrilla, my n***a I don't know what's gotten into my n***a Close from day one, I was with him, my n***a [Hook] This sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy This sh**, n***a, this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh this sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh Lord, n***a this sh** brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh sh**, this sh**, this sh** This sh** brazy