Unfoonk, Young Thug and Young Stoner Life - 911
(Juvy Catcher 'bout a check)(Just catch me if I fall, catch me if I fall)
(Just catch me if I fall, ah, yeah, ooh)
911 ('11)
Emergency, I think the team went on the run (ah, yeah)
I caught the vibe, but this a different type of love (ah, yeah)
My main man trip, I think he holdin' grudge (ooh-ooh)
I'm askin' God, "Please protect me from my enemies" (yeah)
I know these niggas talkin' down, but it won't get to me (yeah)
Ain't puttin' roses on the casket, we ain't romantic (yeah, yeah)
But this a message to you, please stay out my business
I just went and seen the jeweler, had more VVS (bust)
These diamonds bustin' out the gym, baby, showin' that reflection
I seen my partner die, this shit wasn't romantic (yeah)
They askin' me questions 'bout some thotties, I won't say nothin' (yeah)
I'm tryna slide back-to-back, just to show my respect (huh?)
I got a hold on this money, so why you upset? (Huh?)
This bitch thought she had the voice, she tried to play me (me)
I put baguetties on her neck, that shit wasn't nothin' to me (mmm)
I told these niggas, "I'm a big dawg" (yeah, yeah)
One phone call, don't get me pissed off (yeah, yeah)
I'm gon' rage like a outlaw (yeah)
I'm sittin' here snake, I'm playin' in my ball (huh? Unfoonk)
911 ('11)
Emergency, I think the team went on the run (ah, yeah)
I caught the vibe, but this a different type of love (ah, yeah)
My main man trip, I think he holdin' grudge (ooh-ooh)
I'm askin' God, "Please protect me from my enemies" (yeah)
I know these niggas talkin' down, but it won't get to me (yeah)
Ain't puttin' roses on the casket, we ain't romantic (yeah, yeah)
But this a message to you, please stay out my business (yeah)
My bro just came from off a second ten, yeah
I told this bitch, "This is my second win", yeah
None of my bills are American, yeah
You play, you die, that's on my sister kids (on her kids), yeah
I told God that I wouldn't take a second life (for what?)
But a nigga tried me like twenty-seven times (all facts)
I came from nothin' and you can see it in my eyes
Tried to bury me in this grass and I started comin' alive
I made my first M, but it ain't come with no I's
Young nigga, 'bout dumb as fuck, copped two new rolls trucks
Opps tryna troll us, but I like my beef cold cut
I stopped at Walmart to shop, just for my tour bus
I'm A-Town, nigga, you know my OG Grady (woo)
You slowly came from your partner, I should say, ayy (woo)
I sent the flowers to her spot by the bouquet (ayy)
Bitch, you gon' pick out your grandson grave (grrah, yeah)
911, emergency, I think the team went on the run
I caught the vibe, but this a different type of love
My main man trip, I think he holdin' grudge
I'm askin' God, "Please protect me from my enemies"
I know these niggas talkin' down, but it won't get to me
Why you never talk? (ain't puttin' roses on the casket, we ain't romantic)
Lookin' at me every mornin' (but this a message to you, please stay out my business)
Woah, I would never go fugaz', oh
Written by:
Quantavious Grier, Jeffery Lamar Williams
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