Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Built To Last, artist - Tee Grizzley. Date of issue: 06.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Built To Last |
| Talk to 'em |
| I’m just chillin' at the crib, right? |
| This shit fuckin' me up |
| You gotta talk to 'em, man |
| Lookin' at my son like, «Damn, I got a human» (This shit real) |
| 'Member when I felt you in your mama’s stomach movin' (I do) |
| Lookin' at my jewelry like, «Damn, I’m really stupid» (That's crazy) |
| Lookin' at my past like, damn, man, I been through it (It all) |
| Lil' brodie came home from jail and he crashed (Damn) |
| Then brodie called home from jail and he laughed (What's up, nigga?) |
| Gotta match my nigga energy, I can’t be sad (I can’t) |
| We ain’t trippin' on no time, bitch, you know we built to last (You know that) |
| I see niggas be who they wanna be on the 'Gram |
| I see bitches with the niggas that they said they ain’t had (Damn) |
| I was in the ninth grade yellin', «Get a bag» |
| Catchin' contacts packin' up the boy without a mask (I remember) |
| Gettin' fast money |
| That shit you pullin' out on camera, that’s my gas money (That's light) |
| God, how I make it here? |
| I just ain’t had nothin' |
| Sittin' in the bullpen starvin', eatin' bag lunches |
| On my way to court 'cause I was movin' like a crash dummy (Was crashin' out) |
| Gotta hold myself accountable (Yeah) |
| If God don’t exist, then how I make it through these obstacles? |
| (Tell me that) |
| I ain’t do it on my own, that’s impossible |
| I was prayin' hard for this shit, that’s what you gotta know |
| Don’t gotta like me, but respect me, that’s what you gotta do |
| 'Cause I’ma try to put you in the morgue, fuck the hospital (Nigga, |
| you outta here) |
| And puttin' trust in niggas been risky (It has) |
| I was a lil' nigga knowin' niggas been iffy like (I do) |
| I would let niggas get rich with me (I would) |
| But they’ll run off with a quarter 'stead of tryna build a brick with me (Fuck |
| 'em) |
| Don’t even kill 'em, let 'em watch us get litty |
| While he walkin', we gon' ride Forgis on the 650, bitch (Turn up) |
| Big Grizzley, fuck with me, bad bitches, fuck plenty |
| Me and bro just made a cut face, that’s a buck-fifty |
| Play with me, duck fifty, if it’s up, it’s stuck with me |
| Glock 27 stuck to me and it bust quickly |
| Lookin' at my son like, «Damn, I got a human» (This shit real) |
| 'Member when I felt you in your mama’s stomach movin' (I remember) |
| Lookin' at my jewelry, brodie like, «You goin' stupid» (You goin' crazy) |
| Lookin' at our past, I’m like, «Brodie, we been through it» (Ayy, for real) |
| Baby Grizz came home from jail and he crashed (Damn) |
| But we can’t forget, before he left, he got the bag (He did) |
| And he still rich, hope you don’t think he in there sad |
| We ain’t trippin' on no time, bitch, you know we built to last (Nigga, |
| you know that) |
| I see niggas be who they wanna be on the 'Gram |
| I see bitches with the niggas that they said they ain’t had |
| I see niggas without the bag they said that they had |
| And for some reason I believed them, I’m like, «Damn» (Niggas cap) |
| Ain’t paranoid, I’m just on high alert (Alert) |
| Smokin' weed to numb the pain, yeah, I’m high and hurt |
| Can’t no clinic pills help you when that chopper burn |
| Like an STD, but that’s just how some people gotta learn (Go get 'em) |
| Ayy, I ain’t scared of nothin' roamin' this Earth |
| If somethin' scare me, it’s gon' go in the dirt (You hear me?) |
| 'Member sleepin' at the trap, they used to line up at the door on the first |
| I’m with the nigga that put your bro on a shirt (He right here) |
| Let me talk about my past |
| Abusive household, multiple failures (Facts) |
| Ramen noodles kept us from starvin', I’m tryna tell you (Facts) |
| Headaches, stomachaches, nigga, heartaches |
| Turn you into shark bait 'bout our cake |
| Let’s talk about my future, though |
| Now we excited 'bout what the future hold |
| Trips out the country, we done got used to those |
| Bustdowns, got a few of those (Got a few of those) |
| These bitches see us and they do the most |
| Don’t play with us or it’s your funeral (Don't play) |
| Back to my past, show these niggas where we came from |
| Fightin' for nothin', we was just tryna get our name up |
| Now we tryna get our change up |
| You do that, they say you changed up |
| We just told our story, never tried to get our fame up |
| Lame nigga, I’m in that foreign doin' the dash (Doin' the dash) |
| How you gon' stop some niggas that’s built to last, huh? |
| Lame nigga, we in that foreign doin' the dash (Doin' the dash in this bitch) |
| How you gon' stop some niggas that’s built to last, huh? |
| (You can’t, nigga) |