Scratchy & Itchy

Uh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby)
 Uh, switch this shit up
 Big bro said this that (Back on that rappin' shit)
 Weighin' it up, scalin' that shit, man
 Countin' up, you know? Stackin' up profit shit
 We ain't even thinkin' 'bout the problems
 We stackin' dollar bills up
 'Cause there ain't no future, it's right now what you make it
 Uh, it's right now what you make it
 You gettin' fronted, that's what you touchin', that's not what you makin'
 And I'm still with dread-heads like I was Jamaican
 And we still risk-takin', get a half a brick shakin'
 Then a half a book shakin'
 Yeah, I wear them face mask so I don't look wasted
 Still stickin' to the basics
 Big bro the real deal, he gon' bust that bitch, taste this
 That lil' heron crack flow, this shit laced
 Still straight from 7-9, every day in different states, kid
 Give my lawyer 50 more, I ain't tryna face a bid
 Jealousy a motherfucker, see it in your face, it is
 I ain't hurt a motherfucker, why you gotta hate the kid?
 Nigga, you like 30 years old, tryna chase the kids
 His daddy did that but he don't know why you hate the kid
 I done seen it all, I don't trust a soul
 We try and get you gone, yeah, but that's your dawg
 We was in this shit since leap frog (In this shit since seesaw)
 Way before the streets, it was b-ball
 They settin' it up, it's goin' down like seesaw
 Then everybody start shootin', that's what she saw
 Red, red, all red, that's what we saw
 Look like he hit in the head, that's what we saw
 And we thuggin' hard 'til we see the feds, bitch I'm 'bout to ball
 Pack said touchdown, know he 'bout to call
 You know I don't play about my dawgs
 You know we don't stop at all
 Wops go to 12, we gon' drop it off
 And we see the 12, we don't stop at all (Skrrt)
 I'ma get away or go to Hell
 This a 12, we don't stop at all
 Still here with Rell, you think I forgot about big dawg?
 Tweak, watch your top, 'cause I'm rocked, we knockin' that shit off
 Hustle like a motherfucker, know we droppin' that shit off
 If he try and tax, we cop 50, knock all that shit off
 Still gotta ride with a 50, and I ride with a 50
 All 100s, I'm outside with a 50
 Pop out this bitch on my side, flash and it's empty
 Bitch mad, I've been in my bag, now I'm in a sitchy
 Y'all know Marley and Max, I know Scratchy and Itchy
 Learned the whole Lakeshore, I was ridin' with Richie
 I don't think he seen his son 'fore he died, that shit hit me
 Slim ain't never see his son 'fore he died, that shit hit me
 I ain't cried in a minute, I be cryin', shit be hittin' me
 I be tryna leave the hood alone, but that shit don't fit me
 Know I'm still 'bout it, 'bout it, I'm outside in my Dickies
 I don't even 'posed to be, but I'm outside with my blicky
 I know I'ma shoot this bitch and so is everybody with me
 I be tryna save the bag but I got everybody with me
 You know I been rappin' like this since
 Y'all don't really hear me
 But you don't prolly know about that 'cause
 Y'all weren't really with me
 I'm still right here with 60
 I'm still out here in my biggidy
 I'm gon' be here 'til they get rid of me
 I'm ready for all of my enemies
 I'm gon' finish victorious over all of my enemies, uh
 With DJ Victorious
 We turn them racks to Bentley keys, nigga
 Nigga, uh, uh, uh, uh
 Turn them racks to Bentley keys
 
 Uh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby)
 Uh, switch this shit up
 Big bro said this that (Back on that rappin' shit)
 Weighin' it up, scalin' that shit, man
 Countin' up, you know? Stackin' up profit shit
 We ain't even thinkin' 'bout the problems
 We stackin' dollar bills up
 'Cause there ain't no future, it's right now what you make it
 Uh, it's right now what you make it
 You gettin' fronted, that's what you touchin', that's not what you makin'
 And I'm still with dread-heads like I was Jamaican
 And we still risk-takin', get a half a brick shakin'
 Then a half a book shakin'
 Yeah, I wear them face mask so I don't look wasted
 Still stickin' to the basics
 Big bro the real deal, he gon' bust that bitch, taste this
 That lil' heron crack flow, this shit laced
 Still straight from 7-9, every day in different states, kid
 Give my lawyer 50 more, I ain't tryna face a bid
 Jealousy a motherfucker, see it in your face, it is
 I ain't hurt a motherfucker, why you gotta hate the kid?
 Nigga, you like 30 years old, tryna chase the kids
 His daddy did that but he don't know why you hate the kid
 I done seen it all, I don't trust a soul
 We try and get you gone, yeah, but that's your dawg
 We was in this shit since leap frog (In this shit since seesaw)
 Way before the streets, it was b-ball
 They settin' it up, it's goin' down like seesaw
 Then everybody start shootin', that's what she saw
 Red, red, all red, that's what we saw
 Look like he hit in the head, that's what we saw
 And we thuggin' hard 'til we see the feds, bitch I'm 'bout to ball
 Pack said touchdown, know he 'bout to call
 You know I don't play about my dawgs
 You know we don't stop at all
 Wops go to 12, we gon' drop it off
 And we see the 12, we don't stop at all (Skrrt)
 I'ma get away or go to Hell
 This a 12, we don't stop at all
 Still here with Rell, you think I forgot about big dawg?
 Tweak, watch your top, 'cause I'm rocked, we knockin' that shit off
 Hustle like a motherfucker, know we droppin' that shit off
 If he try and tax, we cop 50, knock all that shit off
 Still gotta ride with a 50, and I ride with a 50
 All 100s, I'm outside with a 50
 Pop out this bitch on my side, flash and it's empty
 Bitch mad, I've been in my bag, now I'm in a sitchy
 Y'all know Marley and Max, I know Scratchy and Itchy
 Learned the whole Lakeshore, I was ridin' with Richie
 I don't think he seen his son 'fore he died, that shit hit me
 Slim ain't never see his son 'fore he died, that shit hit me
 I ain't cried in a minute, I be cryin', shit be hittin' me
 I be tryna leave the hood alone, but that shit don't fit me
 Know I'm still 'bout it, 'bout it, I'm outside in my Dickies
 I don't even 'posed to be, but I'm outside with my blicky
 I know I'ma shoot this bitch and so is everybody with me
 I be tryna save the bag but I got everybody with me
 You know I been rappin' like this since
 Y'all don't really hear me
 But you don't prolly know about that 'cause
 Y'all weren't really with me
 I'm still right here with 60
 I'm still out here in my biggidy
 I'm gon' be here 'til they get rid of me
 I'm ready for all of my enemies
 I'm gon' finish victorious over all of my enemies, uh
 With DJ Victorious
 We turn them racks to Bentley keys, nigga
 Nigga, uh, uh, uh, uh
 Turn them racks to Bentley keys