Thomas Who?, Dirty Mo - The Grinch Who? Stole All Year Lyrics

This will be last time a nigga get fired on
In the streets wild'n wit a cannon at Viacom
Ain't no uncle ruckuss who among us the team right
You may not be the ops but nigga that's what you seem like
A couple of the homies always hitting on 2k
Nigga that's my lingo for my shooters got greenlights
Thomas got the crown before the bridge and toothache
Tryna book a nigga for a feature a steep price
Ain't nobody talking like I do it so PAEME please
I'm tryna throw my wifey and my daughter Mercedes keys
Went the scenic route but I'm making my momma proud
Adjust your little decibels
That pack only kinda loud
I been dead nice since adolescence
If you keep it 89 better add eleven
Tryna stuff this back wood wit a half of seven
Press pulled up to the eastside and found a legend
A lot of niggas hating cause they scared of me
Can see that Thomas has become what he prepared to be
I used to fire ball fight
King coopa shooter
Turned the beefing into plant based therapy

I'm a young nigga from ya hood wit some dick that feel good
I know you haters wanna try us
Man I wish that you would
Maintain in my game
I stay fly as a plane
We been getting to the money it's the same routine
We in the crib we ain't fucking with them corners
This for the frowners and the muh fuckin stoners
Maintain me and mine on the same
We been getting to the money
It's the same routine.

Eastsider like Bejing
Say G play wit your children dont try and play me
Survival of the fittest is vivid and this is HD
I propose you head to your section before the Kring
Black buddha with the midas touch yeah the god arrived
Put the microphone to my bleeding heart and it cauterized
Tryna see my bank account through the lens of the Carter's eyes
Roll a pair or dice with ya life you pay the martyr price
l been snapping for my father knew what had happened
Mama knew her baby special
He wanted me in a napkin
Yeah the chip big enough to start the crunching of yo cappen
Amazing how I kept cheese steady coming out the package
You listening to drip before you even knew what happened
Wifey knew I was a keeper
Hood knew I was a trapper
Heavy burden on my shoulders But a nigga feeling dapper
Fiends tend to tap in when your product is factor