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Tell Me Why

2:262026-04-17

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Producer, Programmer: Go Grizzly

Producer, Programmer: Cheeze Beatz

Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer: IMixNation

Composer Lyricist: Travis Dickey

Composer Lyricist: Kevin Andre Price

Composer Lyricist: Darryl Patric McCorkell

Lyrics and translation

Original

Everything I need to take a verse on that business, or just leave it open, -it's yours. -Go Grizz.

I mix nation for real.

Every time the truck pull up, you know we get to it.

Rappers like to talk that gangster shit, you know we been through it.

Real trap niggas, I'm talking shit just like a damn sewer, and I ain't never ran from no nigga. I'm the damn shh.

Got three niggas doing twenty on the same yard.

Crazy they don't know each other, but got the same charges. Three different bodies in Carolina, but different parts.

My niggas catching elbows like they fuck with martial arts.

But she fuck with us 'cause she know we some real niggas.

Your baby daddy tripping. You don't want him, then don't deal with him.

You say you tryna eat, well, baby girl, come get this meal ticket. Locked down for life.

I'm not a judge, but it's a real sentence. Now tell me why you fuck with us.

Because they say we popping, babe. Tell me why you fuck with us. Because they say we got it, babe.

Them niggas know what up with us. They know we keep all types of cages.

Real trap nigga, a born hustler what my mama made. Now tell me why you fuck with us.

Because they say we popping, babe. Tell me why you fuck with us.

Because they say we got it, babe. Them niggas know what up with us. They know we keep all types of cages.

Real trap nigga, a born hustler what my mama made.

Now tell me what it is, babe, how you wanna live, babe.

Call my bluff, see I'm the type to take care of my kids, babe. Treat your kids just like my kids, and know I stand on biz, babe.

Yeah, we known for catching hats, ain't none of us work at Liz, babe.

Ain't none of us work no job, babe. Ain't none of us plus no club, babe.

I just need help with my credit, and I ain't talking fraud, babe. I don't need no ride, babe.

I own my own cars, babe. Come with me to Lincoln now while them broke niggas starve, babe.

Now tell me why you fuck with us. Because they say we popping, babe.

Tell me why you fuck with us. Because they say we got it, babe. Them niggas know what up with us.

They know we keep all types of cages.

Real trap nigga, a born hustler what my mama made. Now tell me why you fuck with us. Because they say we popping, babe.

Tell me why you fuck with us. Because they say we got it, babe.

Them niggas know what up with us. They know we keep all types of cages.

Real trap nigga, a born hustler what my mama made.

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