Project Pat - See You Fall lyrics

[Intro] I just wanna talk to y'all for a second, man Some knowledge man, some real sh**. See, you can Do what you do, man, and have fun with it, but you Gotta watch who the f** you doin' it with. 'Cause n***az always tryin' to throw a banana peel in front Of you. n***a wanna see you fall, they don't wanna See you ball. For real [Hook 2x] I'm a ball 'til I f**in' crawl But dot my I's, cross my Ts and dodge the law A b**h n***a will do anything to see you fall A b**h n***a will do anything to see you fall [Verse 1] We got pistols in the car, and the dope in our system n***a sittin' on them bricks, slippin' could come up missin' 'Cause you cowards hate to see the real come up off the d** Hate to turn us on to plugs, n***a come up off the druggs I ain't sayin' it no more, 'cause these triggas'll get swoll Another clip on the gun, you'll receive an extra hole The truth to be told, you was wanted from the get-go A watered down n***a, like the gas at a Citgo Project hittin' licks though, takin' from rich po s**as wishin' that I fall, naw I ain't gone let go n***as see me in the streets prayin' I get popped Now f** a crooked cop, and I'm risin' I can't stop [Hook 2x] Mayn I knew this n***a that a n***a used to mess with He done went and snitched to this broad I used to mess with Told her all my business, how a n***a will break the law n***a what you whistle when this forty five take your jaw Sold d** on the corner wit' cha tryin' to get rich Thought you was a big playa, naw you was a big snitch Switchin' up your story boy you're hotter than a burnt chicken Caught you with a brick, Feds threatened and you turned chicken Yeah, you s**as hatin' me, 'cause I'm outshinin' ya Hustle 'til the dough gone, me I'm out grindin' ya Hypnotize minds and the j**elry straight blindin' ya n***az bring and wanna get, mayne we ain't signin' ya [Outro, thug n***a, during Hook 2x] You know we do dat my n***a. You cut your own throat. It's over with Ain't no gettin' fresh. You n***az see these Benzes out here. You n***az see These BMWs out here. You n***az see these Hummers on 30s out here n***a we rep the Dirty South, n***a. North Memphis South Memphis, the gutter boy. Real n***az who don't run their caps when the Going get tough n***a. Real n***az don't snitch on their dogs. n***az out here Tellin'. Mayne you n***az ain't real. n***a k** yourself, I don't care how many Bodies you got under your belt, n***a. When them Feds caught up with you You told 'em. n***a you's a punk. Understand me, n***a, ain't no rank in the Hood no mo. You don't exist. You might as well grew up with a, with a penis In your mouth and in your booty n***a. n***a you's a snitch n***a! k** yourself! Real talk, swallow some cyanide punk! You ain't the truth no mo! Your rep don't stand Over here n***a. I'm a tell you somethin'. When you get out, we'll be waitin' On ya. With those hollow slugs and those hi-glow shots. That's how we roll BOY! You know the business!