Lil Big Jeff - T.S.A.F.

Sauce Sauce
Sauce up the wave
Turn
Turn up
Turn up the base
Yah, ay
In this game i'm finna overtake
Yah, ay ay

Lemmie introduce
You my views
I ain't got shit to lose
Had a beef with who?
I came through!
My shit bullet proof
Making moves, on ya crew
Fuck y'all and ya truce
Nigga gang, we gon shoot
Bitch, i hang with troops

Satirical
Believe me i don't wanna go political
I'm tryna keep it 100, far from biblical
I ain't buyin none of those spirituals
Respect to y'all believers but i got visuals
Still i'm tryna not be so typical
Tryna not to be so stereotypical
Out here tryna fix the damage it ain't fixable
Should've known the street ain't hospitable
Fit in homie ay
Or bit it homie
Straight up homie ay
Threw a party ay
Cups of henny
Cups be plenty ay
You ain't ready ay
After twenty
You ain't steady ay
You get petty ay
Eyes so heavy
Smoke some veggies ay

Boy, why you hating?
Boy, why you faking?
This shit too crazy
Now this shit too lazy
I sold out the counterfits
And i wasn't shaky
I was finnessing
I was contesting
Them snitchers called cops on me
They never found me
I was gone missing
Now guess who they missing
Now guess who be dissing
These fakers be tripping
They catching feelings
The streets ain't friendly
The streets ain't friendly

Written by:
Lil Big Jeff

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