"Season Finale" lyrics
Don Trip & Starlito Lyrics
[Starlito:]
Twelve for twelve, huh?
Even made me drop an album
Nothin' left to do but, well, you know (DTdaKidd)
Yeah (Beat those drums)
Step Brothers 4 comin' next, I don't know, I hope, I guess
Fathers first, rappers second, probably why we both so blessed
Countin' a handful of money only way I cope with stress
You can catch me red-handed on candid camera, I won't confess
The streets a myth, I'm still gon' keep it with me, ain't no need to slip
Beef, nah, we don't speak on that, I know how deep it get
Grief, I can barely sleep, they call it survivor's guilt
Late night cryin' behind the wheel, bumpin' A Time to Kill
Goin' through it and grindin' still, I could teach a class on that
Ain't too many real ones left, we two of the last that rap
Never changed, never switched, whether famous or rich
I'ma leave how I came, I came, got my change, then I dipped
Play with my name, I'ma flip, fuckin' with Craig make me Pip
One in the head on my hip, but I ain't got more weapons than Trip
Haha, yeah, he ain't gotta ask me for help
Step Brothers comin' back for the tag-team belt
[Don Trip:]
I keep that ladder around my waist like a championship belt
Fly as I am, it's a wonder how did I land in this hell?
Lito, I got it from here, they right in my rifle crosshairs
Thing about war stories is you gotta survive it to tell
Go hide inside if you're scared, nothin' but riders in here
Standin' on business, that's until all of our rivals have fell
Either way, I'ma prevail, either way, I'ma prevail
Gotta respect it, I been connected since South Central bail
Sometimes I feel like I got more bills than Capitol Hill
Your bitch wanna chill with me and my ninjas like April O'Neil
Long as I'm standin' stiff as I'm standin', I'm never gon' kneel
Last time I went broke, I went to the bank and I faced all my fears
I'm on a mission, I really hate Pif ain't get to witness
And I keep that stick like I'm goin' on hiking expeditions
I came a long way from Chuck and Dungreen and start from lil' shit
Like Doughboy, I cock the blicky and go kill 'em all for Ricky, on Pif
Long live Pif
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
Twelve for twelve, huh?
Even made me drop an album
Nothin' left to do but, well, you know (DTdaKidd)
Yeah (Beat those drums)
Step Brothers 4 comin' next, I don't know, I hope, I guess
Fathers first, rappers second, probably why we both so blessed
Countin' a handful of money only way I cope with stress
You can catch me red-handed on candid camera, I won't confess
The streets a myth, I'm still gon' keep it with me, ain't no need to slip
Beef, nah, we don't speak on that, I know how deep it get
Grief, I can barely sleep, they call it survivor's guilt
Late night cryin' behind the wheel, bumpin' A Time to Kill
Goin' through it and grindin' still, I could teach a class on that
Ain't too many real ones left, we two of the last that rap
Never changed, never switched, whether famous or rich
I'ma leave how I came, I came, got my change, then I dipped
Play with my name, I'ma flip, fuckin' with Craig make me Pip
One in the head on my hip, but I ain't got more weapons than Trip
Haha, yeah, he ain't gotta ask me for help
Step Brothers comin' back for the tag-team belt
[Don Trip:]
I keep that ladder around my waist like a championship belt
Fly as I am, it's a wonder how did I land in this hell?
Lito, I got it from here, they right in my rifle crosshairs
Thing about war stories is you gotta survive it to tell
Go hide inside if you're scared, nothin' but riders in here
Standin' on business, that's until all of our rivals have fell
Either way, I'ma prevail, either way, I'ma prevail
Gotta respect it, I been connected since South Central bail
Sometimes I feel like I got more bills than Capitol Hill
Your bitch wanna chill with me and my ninjas like April O'Neil
Long as I'm standin' stiff as I'm standin', I'm never gon' kneel
Last time I went broke, I went to the bank and I faced all my fears
I'm on a mission, I really hate Pif ain't get to witness
And I keep that stick like I'm goin' on hiking expeditions
I came a long way from Chuck and Dungreen and start from lil' shit
Like Doughboy, I cock the blicky and go kill 'em all for Ricky, on Pif
Long live Pif
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
