Ransom, Stove God Cooks, Ché Noir, Nicholas Craven - Collateral lyrics

Let me take y'all on a
Little tour real quick walk with me

You see that stove there? That's where
I would get it on the same stove my mom was
Cooking Thanksgiving dinner on
The same oven that when the heat was off
That shit was on
When the burners ain't work
We lit a tissue to click it on (Real shit)
What you know about having
Shootouts with six troopers?
Tried to search the vehicle
Had a brick in some bitch Uber (Uh, huh)
Niggas singin'
But I kept something heavy to Lyft Luther
Beat the case, a couple lawyers
Two Jews like Smith-Schuster
I'm not your homie, I don't know y'all
Don't wanna hear your stories 'bout your
Plug duckin' the Coast Guard
My shooters on the bench
Just pray to God that they don't start
"Ran, you should be an actor" I was
In front the parole board
Now I'm Marty from Ozark obtaining wealth
(Wealth) i used to piss on the floor
When they was raidin' cells
My brother was worse than me 'cause
He was raised in jail
Mama gave birth to demons
Now she raisin' hell
Know you feel the pain as well
Weight is off, blame the scale (yeah)
Got niggas rollin' in deep, but nah
This ain't Adele
Stay the course, plain as Braille
Faint of heart, sacred tales
I brought the Sig on stage
Like I was Dave Chappelle and I aim it well
They ain't have to live this grind (Nah)
We used to fight at the table
When it was dinner time
Now my drink got a twist of lime
Who you niggas foolin'? (Who?)
'Cause we ain't got a bit of time
You didn't run wit' us
But now you here at the finish line

I told niggas I would get a brick
Then went and got a brick
(I told niggas I would get a brick
And went and got it)
I told niggas I would get it lit
And then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told niggas I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em
We gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

When the money low
The pressure of the blood high (Woo)
I used to want the white Mercedes Bugeye
(I did)
Got it out the mud, made the doves fly (Brr)
Ain't no pain like when the plug die (Woo)
Big homie told me
"Don't you let 'em owe you one dime"
(Never) usain Bolt it, my nigga, run mine
(Sprint it to me)
You know we get busy in the sunshine
You know I'm sending MF DOOM
To do the gun firing (Brrah)
Untied it, the bricks came gift wrapped
Of course I hit it with the Whip Whap
The footprint pack this that
Made it happen where nobody ever
Made it happen at
They lightin' candles where they
Caught him lacking at
Back when we was rocking Avirexs
With the jacket patch
Had it stuffed in the mattress
Flippin' like a acrobat
On the second floor
Water whippin' Cracker Jack
Brought the glass down to they
Ass like The Shaq Attack (Woo)

I told niggas I would get a brick
Then went and got a brick
(I told niggas I would get a brick
And went and got it)
I told niggas I would get it lit
And then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told niggas I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em
We gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

Yo, yo, I was young, fresh as hell
I would fiend over sex and nails
Niggas catching shells from guns
Heavy as kettle bells
I rose to the Ritz from a
Ghetto where you expect to fail
Goals to get rich, but move so low
They could never tell was feared comin' up
This for them times we cried tears
Wantin' love they watched us starve
But wouldn't share with none of us (yeah)
Bossed up and made it hard from them
To hear from one of us
So hard that these niggas couldn't
Even ear hustle us (Woo)
I get hate from the ones who
Ain't put the work in
So now they mad at me
My wins ain't adding up to these niggas
It's simple math to me
What separates a boss from the
Workers is they salary
What separates the winners from
Losers is they strategy (Facts)
It's feelin like the new Jim Crow
They put a man in the
System, take all his rights
Then refuse his vote
Them teachers had y'all 'sleep
Take your money
Buy the block back and turn that bitch
To the new Black Wall Street (Motherfucker)

I told niggas I would get a brick
Then went and got a brick
(I told niggas I would get a brick
And went and got it)
I told niggas I would get it lit
And then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told niggas I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em
We gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

I told niggas I would get a brick
Then went and got a brick
(I told niggas I would get a brick
And went and got it)
I told niggas I would get it lit
And then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told niggas I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em
We gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)