Smiley ft. 42 Dugg - Grammy Lyrics

(Tony Parker)
(Run it up Beezee)

I tried to tell these niggas (did)
But they don't understand me (they don't understand me)
I want a Grammy (I want a)
I miss my granny (I miss her)
Billboard charts, nigga (yeah)
You understand me (you understand)
This is a race in my city, we want a Grammy (we want a)
Trap, trap, trap, trap, I re-upped at Tammy's (re-upped at Tammy's)
I'm breakin' em all right now, I don't want them envy (let them hate)
I already seen the highs and lows, you don't wanna tempt me (please)
I'm not just an artist I'm a product, they could sell me (I'm all that)

I already said this shit before
I ain't doin' no back and forth
They raided my Ford and put it in court
I felt the love and I want more (want it)
Dirtied the glizzy and put it in my shorts
He had his time, I hope he enjoyed (enjoy that?)
Most of my niggas is not even employed (nah)
He in the streets he want the Floyd, money (yeah)
She like the view, it's sunny (she does)
I remember the brick in her stomach (yes)
We had to trap all summer (summer)
I had to bring back numbers (I did)
I had to miss my daughter (huh?)
Now I'm in CN tower (I am)
I had to clock in hours (yeah)
How much you get an hour? (how?)
She like the seat, it's R's (yeah)
She like to be with ours (she does)
She like to see these stars (huh?)
She know she with a star
Gang (yeah), gang, gang, I get the, and I go

Ain't too much a nigga could tell me
In like three years, I'm filthy
Where the Ace at? Let's get pissy
Heard I hit this hoe, now he dissin'
If I said, "Fuck you", I meant it
Like five million in my pension
These Lambo's not rented
Let the top down on these niggas
Yeah, I dropped out but I'm smart
Got like three million in cars
Saved the Maybach for my dawg
Off-White 2's, bitch, when I jog
This forever us, still not yours
Bitch, never fuck on me and get caught (fuck)
I want all the shit that I bought (all that shit back)
Ho, I ain't ever takin' no loss (at all)
I'm in Toronto, for the weekend
Two main hoes and a freak bitch, not one or deuce I'm three lit
Fours over five 'til I see six
The world's too small, I know they heard about me, I get it
I ain't too far from the city, that's my nigga
Ayy, yeah

I tried to tell these niggas (did)
But they don't understand me (they don't understand me)
I want a Grammy (I want a)
I miss my granny (I miss her)
Billboard charts, nigga (yeah)
You understand me (you understand)
This is a race in my city, we want a Grammy (we want a)
Trap, trap, trap, trap, I re-upped at Tammy's (re-upped at Tammy's)
I'm breakin' em all right now, I don't want them envy (let them hate)
I already seen the highs and lows, you don't wanna tempt me (please)
I'm not just an artist I'm a product, they could sell me (I'm all that)