Go Grizz - You The Type lyrics

[Hook: SG Diesel] You the type to be downtown talking bout you be in the city You the type when I'm getting money to act like you getting it with me Ain't nobody ever touching sh** but I want n***as to feel me Going smack, I'm Savage Gang, I'ma let it bang til they k** me You the one with no pack and no back, you're abandoned All my brothers wanna tote straps, if you sold crack you understand me Leave em hanging like a coat rack, i can't hold back on you bammas All I want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family [Verse 1: SG Diesel] All I want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family Don't need a gun, boy I'll never run cause I'm number one, boy I'm Cam-ing n***a say he did a lot of time for a body, n***a then stamp it Truthfully, you know I hate a liar, you just playing with fire when you gas me Leave em dead and I'ma shake my head, he ain't breaking bread and he shamming And a lot of n***as out here playing fraud, like them credit cards, they be scamming Up the strap and they're like "Oh My God", and now he's seeing God and I'm laughing I can't hang around no different dudes, cause we making moves And y'all hot as hell like Satan shoes, n***as steady acting for the camera Street n***a, so I'm cla**ified and I'm down to ride with them hammers No gun, no knife, I'll gla** him When I'm rolling sh** up, I need answers He don't want no smoke like cancer And this street sweeper'll turn a street n***a to a dancer Hook: SG Diesel] You the type to be downtown talking bout you be in the city You the type when I'm getting money to act like you getting it with me Ain't nobody ever touching sh** but I want n***as to feel me Going smack, I'm Savage Gang, I'ma let it bang til they k** me You the one with no pack and no back, you're abandoned All my brothers wanna tote straps, if you sold crack you understand me Leave em hanging like a coat rack, i can't hold back on you bammas All I want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family [Verse 2: SG Luchi] k** me, lock me up and conceal me Don't hit the block looking too clean, on the back street, it get filthy Same places with the same faces, couple in the cell, couple in the grave Drinking syrup til I went to sleep, when I fell asleep dreamed of getting paid On the one hand , we are kinda like, everybody wanna get a dollar Spend a dollar, always hit the mall up, f** a b**h and probably never call her Smoke trees, probably pop a iron, hanging with your friends probably all the time Living life to the fullest huh, tell ya people's that you on ya grind But in real life it's a different thing, that's on everything, we a different breed I done slept on blocks, I done crept thru houses, I done peddled d**, I done finished beef Set up by the same n***a I was helping feed just last week But you can't be mad when you in the streets, ain't no gettin mad, just getting even Hook: SG Diesel] You the one with no pack and no back, you're abandoned All my brothers wanna tote straps, if you sold crack you understand me Leave em hanging like a coat rack, i can't hold back on you bammas All I want is to get more stacks and more stacks for the family