feat. Big Scoob, Red Café & Trea Tha Truth
[Intro]
Its late in the headquarters, 2014.
Everyday is a struggle, we dread The day
And pray we make it through the night
Anything turn up we wid it
So i buzz cut my hair,
Put on my please come trip with me suit
Lace my boots tight and what
Ahhwoo ahhwoo ahhwoo
Turn up turn up
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hard times livin in this bad land of mine
Everybody on vanilla skys, my design
Alot of my brothers are buried, alot of em in there prime
So take my chopper and stick in where the sun dont shine
Please dont make me make you say that
Trippin cause momma ain't really happy where she stayin at
I can't afford to move her away until i pay that
IRS a new maybach im trippin dont come my way JACK
Son needs away through college,
Daughter to harder you gotta pay for true knowledge
Surised when a guy get layed off
Everything anit payed off eneterprise
Beam up im finna die, and a lie, clamanime minimize
Im kinda triping in my go clothes
Step up malicious and 10 im throwing boat loads
To my soul goes the average person they hurting cause for certain everybody's dolo
[Hook ×2: Big Scoob]
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up

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