Lyrics Safe to Say - Tree

Safe to Say

Yeah, ok, this what im talking about
I like the that down south feel
Like I’m planting crops
Throwing rocks offs of the roof as lil nigga
To bein known in the city as a ill nigga
Come and see me at my shows I’m a real nigga
White-T's in my 3's I’m a feel nigga
Nowadays everybody got a deal nigga
Everybody mean everybody real nigga
My ex last words, «I don’t wanna deal with ya»
As I tell a bitch «Bye!»
I’mma still miss ya
No tears no tears yet fall
Cold blooded nigga, no tissue at all
Bone thuggin' nigga, crazy busy in the hall
Wish lazy niggas wouldn’t leave flesh up in the hall
I was fresh up out of jail, got fresh up in the mall
Got bad young help, got him dressed up in the car
K rollin' up weed, even lesser in the jar
AND AW-BE-TREE-MAN
It’s safe to say
I’m like no other, my 2−3 brothers they nothin' like me
It’s safe to say
That he go harder, man I flow awkward, my shit so different
It’s safe to say
That I got big mac’s, talkin' bout click-clak, showed y’all big stacks
It’s safe to say
That I smoke good grade, I’m so hood man, my white T in church
It’s safe to say
Bob told me I was the one, I could really see it
Instead of watching VH1, I could really be it
Stay sucka-free, get yourself some bucket seats
Where the paper work?
Tell them niggas «fuck the beef»
Fuck TREE, fuck you and you can fuck with me
I’ll fuck with dem and ill fuck with her and he should fuck with me
Soul trap days with the gold caps
I do it for my niggas for the old gats
I do it for the money for the gold plaques
I do it black and blue (?)
Whatever
Dial on the lever
Twelve for suede, 9 the baretta
I got 18 strays, on my 18th birthday
18 days in the slamma', god dammit
I’m in ATLanta for days, the old jays in the background
Remember those days?
And my fam tell me back down
And I’m like, «NO WAY!»