Bukshot, CRUCIFIX, Rittz - Let Us In lyrics

Dirty south baby (south baby)
Bukshot,   CRUCIFIX (CRUCIFIX)
Rittz  bitch, and Jelly Roll (and Jelly Roll)
C-c-c-c-c-Caskey (Caskey) yeah yeah yeah
Come  on

Nine  in the morning I already hit the G Pen
(I did) musta lost my mind I swear that
I jumped off the deep end (wee)
Looking  round the room and I'm
Higher than I've ever been (what)
Can't believe I made it in this game
They finally let me in (hello)
So sick of the slick talk
Haterade and whatnot (whatnot)
Just ask my homie Bukshot (Bukshot)
I got more pumps than the truck-stop (woo)
See  I'm from Cashville, Henny out to Big Zac
(hey Zac) rolling in that old Cadillac
Seats leaning back i'm a grown man
I've been known to handle my business
And plus I'm high and hungry
I think I want chicken and biscuit's (hello)
Man forgive me that's a stoner thought
I'm thinking out loud (thinking out loud)
When I'm in Louisville
Me and Buk'll drink on the town
It's going down

Homie I've been scrapping for this
Dream since a young buck (young buck)
Blood, sweat
And tears grinding ‘til the sun's up
(sun's up) don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in put it on my life, I ain't
Got no fucking plan B, this is do or die
(die)
And if I ain't wanna live in underground I
Keep a pocket full of paper as suicide
(cide) it didn't let us in (in)
It didn't let us in don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in, oh

Them fools they done been kicked in
Ever roll round in a Benz
With the windows tinted?
Looking like somebody slipped up and let
Me walk through the door
Now my car is beautiful
And my broad is beautiful
And my life, it is far from the usual
You can see the bloodstain on my cubicles
I put in that overtime and over
Time my work done blossomed (blossomed)
I ain't paid mind to the gossip (gossip)
I ain't let the shit be a toss-up
I would just dip when the ball drop
And I picked it up
Now I'm the one who calls shots
I've been eating mufuckers, here
Better all stop
Fore I lay the law down, they just a mall cop
And I ain't Trayvon Martin (Trayvon Martin)
But I'm from the city where it all went down
(down) zimmerman one white homie that
Mufucker were brown
But it is what it is though
We ain't with all that racism
We just spread love
And thank God for these Js and
The places we gon' end up
Wishing we ended up here

Homie I've been scrapping for this
Dream since a young buck (young buck)
Blood, sweat
And tears grinding ‘til the sun's up
(sun's up) don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in put it on my life, I ain't
Got no fucking plan B, this is do or die
(die)
And if I ain't wanna live in underground I
Keep a pocket full of paper as suicide
(cide) it didn't let us in (in)
It didn't let us in don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in, oh

They don't want it homie (naw)
I'll put in on my kids
I'll put the scope on top they head
Just like a hat and lids
They see us winning and they mad
That's why they throwing fit's
They didn't wanna let us in
They know we killing shit
I guess we finally made it
The Underground is here
Call it Prometheus cause I'm
The fucking engineer my water shark-infested
I see 'em coming near
They looking for some chum (chum)
All they get's a spear my tongue is lethal
Quick but deadly I come evil with it
Han Solo to Greedo wicked
My Weirdo people get it
You might need some back-up
Get some more shooters
Cause I'm not selling out (out)
I'm not George Lucas (hahaha)
My shine is blinding me
Happy cause I finally shut these fucking
Haters up from quacking duck, dynasty
I'm like The Hulk cause I can
Feel the beast inside of me
Right outside your door with all
My Weirdos and we rioting

They fucked up and finally let us in
(let us in)
They fucked up and finally let us in
(let us in)
Fu-fu-fu They fucked up and finally let us in
(let us in)
They fucked up and finally let us in
(let us in)

Ain't nobody come in the game and
Did what I did get
Spit it for the regular people
That had an impact
Never been on fronting shit
My humbleness is intact
Brothers sitting on them bitches tryna
Get some get back
Kick back them pussy motherfuckers in
The industry don't mention
Me when mentioning these other
Rapper white guys (white guys)
But I came on independent and
My album was a classic
They gathering like I hit
'em from the blind-side touring as a opener
Wasn't big sounding yet
Dropped a mixtape and let the
Albums headline the shit
Fans related to my music
Had a common struggle so I hustled tryna get
Me out the situation I was in
Counterfeit rappers getting paid
I ain't hating
I'm just waiting patiently and maybe
We could get it now
Zippers in the plate of hate
The plate that bitch is mine
And they gon' have to let us in the
Door or we gon' kick it down go again, Rittz

Homie I've been scrapping for this
Dream since a young buck (young buck)
Blood, sweat
And tears grinding till the sun's up
(sun's up) don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in put it on my life, I ain't
Got no fucking plan B, this is do or die
(die)
And if I ain't wanna live in underground I
Keep a pocket full of paper as suicide
(cide) it didn't let us in (in)
It didn't let us in don't let us in (in)
Don't let us in, oh