lotusmusik - you think you trill lyrics
[hook: infinite] 4x
you think you a trill n-gga you not/
we from the parts where goons come fill you with shots
[verse 1: dizzy deuce]
when people think of ny they think of time sq & herald/
but they don’t know what goes on deep inside this borough
this little island fill with violence sometimes even over nonsense/
it’s so common when comments are taken out of context
60 seconds in this city is not a minute it’s a lifetime/
one second your rib’s prime next you need a lifeline
a city block is the difference between life & death/
this corner shows respect on the next they’ll take your neck
& put it on the chopping block inside your mouth insert a sock/
they’ll pistol whip you with the glock they’ll beat you ’till you can’t walk
my neighborhood is known for being such a battleground/
since 1776 it’s been going down
from amsterdam to cabrini boulevard who you are/
will determine where you end not where you start
these are just things i’ve seen throughout my days/
residing here in washington heights home of the haze
[hook: infinite] 4x
you think you a trill n-gga you not/
we from the parts where goons come fill you with shots
[verse 2: dizzy deuce]
i’m from a city where we don’t sleep we stay up/
we smoke blunts, we get drunk, we f-ck sl-ts then re-up
we’re nocturnal on this island external with the violence/
when it comes to bars that i spit you should know i spit the hottest
that god sh-t that darkness that fight a n-gga in the mosh pit/
if it’s garbage that he’s squawking stop his talking
stay humble within my verses if we rumble you end up in he-rs-s/
that’s more than enough to stay nervous & roll with a bunch nurses
ok back to the topic when i grind i keep it a hundred/
on a daily i make a thousand you probably don’t break a hundred
i hustle within the music i do this you n-ggas bullsh-t/
always coming up with excuses come on dude face it you’re useless
you don’t have the sk!lls that i possess/
your girl is obsess with the spanish half of the lotus
the boy dizzy stay busy on his grizzy with your breezy/
pipe her silly that’s why she feels me you wanna k!ll me oh really
[hook: infinite] 8x
you think you a trill n-gga you not/
we from the parts where goons come fill you with shots
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