Tee Grizzley - Satish lyrics

Loved each other way more than we loved life
Was so close
People thought we had a love life
We loved each other way more
Than we loved life
Helluva made this beat, baby
Still do (Ayy, JB)

I used to be like, "I don't need security"
(Street niggas)
I don't want these niggas thinking
That it's fear in me (At all)
Told my driver, "Be on point
" he wasn't hearing' me (Driver)
Those shots went off, I'm steady
Callin', you ain't answerin', you scarin' me
(Hello?)
In my city, if you winnin', you can't stay
They call bein' broke, "Real, "
They call gettin' money, "Fake"
I gave you a bitch
Why you still lookin' at my date?
I gave you some food, why you
Still lookin' at my plate, nigga?
They say they love us
But that love might be hate
I can't really tell the difference
Salt and sugar look the same (It's tricky)
Look how they did Dex
Look how they did Blade (Damn)
Look how they tried to do me, but got JB
Man, that jealousy so real, man
That hate so deep
Man, that envy shit so real
You make it out these streets
You saw it wasn't me and still shot
What she do to you? (What she do to you?)
We was just winnin'
Now I'm cryin' at your funeral
But every tear I shed another
Thousand on your head, nigga
(That's on my fuckin' mama)
Now show your face and think I'm playin'
Nigga every tear I shed another
Thousand on your head, boy
(On my daddy grave)
Now show your face and think I'm playin'
Ayy, JB
I wish I was sittin' outside with you
And I was in that bank with you
You know your favorite rapper wouldn't have
Never let them guys get you
I would've shot 'em, left 'em dyin'
Leakin' in the street wouldn't have ran
Would've smoke the Runtz and watch
That man go to sleep
And you think they came for her? Man
You know they came for me
They took my heart and my brains
Niggas know that I can't think
How I'm playin' with these drums
Niggas know I'm like Tay Keith
Eyes bloodshot red
Niggas know I ain't been sleepin'
But all these dead loved ones
Make it hard to sleep
(Make it hard to sleep)
All this anger inside make it hard to grieve
(Make it hard to grieve)
Ayy, all this nicotine make
It hard to breathe (Make it hard to breathe)
All these tears in my eyes
Make it hard to sleep
(Make it hard to sleep)
They found a murder weapon, bro
It's gon' be hard to beat
(It's gon' be hard to beat)
First offer fifty years, so
It's hard to plea, ayy
(It's gon' be hard to plea)
And if they do somethin' to us
Then they known for it (They known for it)
But if we do somethin' to them
Then we wrong for it (Then we wrong for it)

Fuck that, if you take mines, I take yours
Homie (I take yours, homie)
Then gon' pray to the Lord
"Don't be too hard on me" (Please)
Yeah, you drop one, I drop four, homie
(I drop four, homie) they be like, "God
Please don't be too hard on me" (Please)

If we tear this bitch up
They gon' say I'm dead wrong (Dead wrong)
Fuck that
These niggas got my auntie with a headstone
(Damn) niggas tellin' me what to do
Like they smart as me (What?)
But they ain't take your heart from you
They took my heart from me (Bitch)
I got one less person that
Wanted more from me
Ready to kill whoever play with
Me or shorted me (Don't play)
I got your kids, I got Nanni, I got Nell too
I got your babies
Kee and Zi and Gabrielle too (Oh)
I got your sister and your
Mommy and your fam' too (I got 'em)
How the fuck you gon' die on
Me? I can't stand you (Damn)
I pray they don't go to jail, I want 'em dead
I'm just listenin' to the streets
Hearin' everything they sayin'
I'm just waitin' on a name
I'm just prayin' that they say it
Give a fuck if it's the Mayor
Nigga, million on his head, ayy, ayy
(Whole ticket on his top)
Wish I could wake you up and beat your ass
'Cause I was just tellin' you
About them dreams I had (Free my mama)
Ayy, niggas snatched my heart out my chest
Can't nobody replace it
Wouldn't have ever believed you was
Fuckin' with your baby
"Make sure Tee good" is all
I ever heard you sayin' tryna hold my head
I don't know if I'ma make it (Mhm)
This shit been eatin' me (Eatin' up)
I don't know what you seen in me
But you believed in me ('Lieved in me)
Tell them "Keep that fake love
Let me grieve in peace" (Fuck that shit)

You drop mines, I drop yours, homie
(I drop yours)
You drop one, I drop four, homie
(I drop it four) then be like, "God
Please don't be too hard on me"
(God, please)
God, please don't close the door on me
(Please)