Find A Way (feat. T Dot Ragedy)

Half man, half goat

T Dot, where we at ****

Uh, in the hood you better carry your weapon

It's straight wolves, no Anthony Edwards

I'm still counting my blessings

You can change your whole life with a seven

Call me Dualism, I got my weight up over stretching

This corner poppin' all night, shit seven-11

Poll with me, but it ain't for election

Make a move if you steppin

Queens on my fitted hat, I be reppin

This head tap can't be fixed with Excedrin

Why you bitches be beggin

There's so much money for everybody to get

Baccarat on me dawg, she suckin' me like a tick

I fronted all the work, why you askin' me for a split

I was mad when BMW discontinued the six

So much trips, they call me by my nickname at the Ritz

Welcome back Fligga, embracing me with a gift

Prepared for the rain, I'm hustlin' through the mist

So, please don't tell my gun, it's on my hip

Click, click, click, that's homicide

Switch, switch, switch, it's modified ****

Anita Baker, I'm caught in a rapture

All black, might do the citrus or raptors

Frontin, I'm spinning 'right after. Fligga

I had to find a way, hand in my stomach

They ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We move like a riot, cause the streets on fire

I was trappin' in the dark, man I had to find a way

Hand in my stomach, they ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We move like a riot, cause the streets on fire

I was trappin' in the dark, man I had to find a way

Hand in my stomach, they ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We move like a riot, cause the streets on fire

Revolvers turnin' to clips, eight-balls turnin' to bricks

Feds freeze the funds and goats turnin' to shrimps

Get the chicken or go talkin' to pigs

If you a god or a mama, I could really make llamas bark like a dog

This grind gon' come with tears, I'm wise beyond my years

Got blind to all my fears, why rhyme, nobody cares

I lied and changed my gears, yack life, pray for the beer

Head in the clouds, my friends in the sky, long live my peers

Voice of the ghetto ain't crazy, this shit actually happened

Treated them like a baby, put a patch on this cabbage

Gotta sharpen your sword before you talk to the abbot

I made them know of stress, tryna raise a son through the tablet

I had bars on my life like I died in jail

Hustled all my life, treated family like clientele

Even though I stayed down, I'm still gettin' high as hell

The trap been movin' slow, the fiends ain't time to tell

Trappin' in the dark, man I had to find a way

Hand in my stomach, they ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We moved like a riot cause the streets on fire

I was trappin' in the dark, man I had to find a way

Hand in my stomach, they ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We moved like a riot cause the streets on fire

Trappin' in the dark, man I had to find a way

Hand in my stomach, they ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We moved like a riot cause the streets on fire

I was trappin' in the dark, man I had to find a way

Hand in my stomach, they ain't gettin' what I made

Let it seem like a choir, then I pitch to the buyer

We moved like a riot cause the streets on fire