Terrace Martin - 50 Shades Of Grey lyrics

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Terrace Martin - 50 Shades Of Grey lyrics

This for all you n***as Thinkin' I'm too scared to respond To these angry a** n***as throwin' stones at a don I mean, honestly, it's like bubble bath to a pond Gram polkin' every shirt, Hordio and Quran They all wanna know my take on it I ain't got one, ask around Real n***as know They seem to settle where the metal is f**in' between, then the rules on both sides Papered on limousine, what? Tint darker than k**as dreams Heavenly motifs, the devil stay tryna intervene f** it! Be higher than Levine Then call my b**h up, lit like a light bulb But won't neva eva switch up Industry n***a calling my phone I rarely pick up Cuz all they talk about is what new rapper they sick of Then 3 months later I'm checking music on Fader And its him and the same rapper's new record titled won't switch up (go figure) I won't feel 'em with yo hands It's a fact I'm on these tracks just doin' wheelies with no hands n***as like to ask me like wa**up with me and Wiz It was what it was, now it is what it is Me, Prez and Nick, no bags, meetin' up at the clear port Rumor has it me and Meek Mill fought at the airport Won't go in detail cause that ain't how I conrole But respect was the air result and at least he got down, tho That's more than I can say about a lotta these n***as These iFights I'm gettin' tired of, n***as Where the love? f** the subs! It's the hood Where we at, YG? We both responsible fo' bringin' this sh** back, YG f** the money, f** the crew, we need to chat, YG Both our first time on TV was together Remember that, YG? Ball's in yo court Either duck it or pa** Buckets of blood or buckets of cash Ready either way, it's enough of that Snapbacks, no bucket hats No more free verses, where yo muthaf**in' budget at? I'd done put way too many n***as on fo' free That get deals off my buzz and get mad when I want my fee Homeboy, I could tell ya I neva hustled befo' Ya supposed to respect the connect, so the hustle keep gon' Fo' the connect disconnect everything you got going sh**, I can't blame you fo' not knowing Should just say that then The rap game would let a lay back in Finally forgave us fo' that sh** that went down way back when It's about progression, we too rich for all this agression Bottles of bad b**hes, now I feel the section Oh yeah, no tough sh**, I ain't tryna be thug This ain't a mask on, cause deep down...