Treezus - Please Come Back

I'm in a race to get this paper
When I started off in last
And I cant beg none of these bitches
Know they ain't gone cut me slack
But I just spent two hundred Jacksons
Hope my dead presidents come back
Hold on wait
Have a little faith
Give me a minute
I'll be right back
And just know that if I love you I'd risk my life to guard yo back
If you need something
Just call me
Either way I'm good for a stack
I got to do this shit for my team
I put them boys all on my back
Once we get to where we going
We gone stand tall on they neck

Ay ay ay

Joggers hold my pipe better
So I don't wear no jeans in the raq (uh)
Some of these hoes
Got switches
Sound more like frrrrrr
Aint no pap pap
If it's smoke then
Drop that lo
So I know where the barbecue at

Tell that bitch ass boy
I still remember
There's some things you can't take back

This the most expensive fire
I ever started
Spent a band on each of these sticks
Rollin five deep in a truck
that's tinted up
Toolied up on army shit
How you gone wild out being all goofy
Then call twelve
Little boy you a bitch
I got faith in my whole gang
It's been ten years they still ain't switch (Naw)

Naw my name aint Jerry
But in this house we taught to stack

I dont need to cop amiris
Nike sweats
Can hold my racks
I aint grow up playing tennis
No back and forth
No tit for tat
Still gone rock out
For the same ones
We gone ride till the wheels go flat
If we gotta stomp the yard
Then we gon step till he a pack
If nobody else gon do it
Ill put the northside on the map
If he tryna say I don't show love
Then tell him stop the cap
Had to take me a lil tea break
Psa
Big Treezus back
In this bitch (Gang)

Man I know im blessed
Made through the swamp
I got them leeches off my chest
Tryna get like dj Khaled
Always win
And be the best
I know I aint dropped
It's been a minute
Lately all I been hearing
Treezus please come back

I'm in a race to get this paper
When I started off in last
And I cant beg none of these bitches
Know they aint gon cut me slack
But I just spent two hundred Jacksons
Hope my dead presidents come back
Hold on wait
Have a lil faith
Give me a minute
I'll be right back
And just know
That if I love you I'd risk my life to guard yo back
If you need something Just call me
Either way I'm good for a stack
I gotta, do this shit for my team I put them boys all on my back
Once we get to where we going We gone stand tall on they neck

Written by:
Troy Dopke

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