Around Here

I sold my soul to the devil today
'Round here, they told me I had to help a year
Thought it would help me in some kind of way
Oh, you thought that was somethin'?
But now I'm all fucked up
Watch what come next
I said I'm all fucked up
DJ Drama

'Round here, if we see opps, that's how we do 'em (Brr, gah)
I ain't scared 'cause you know I keep some shooters (Bah, bah)
'Round here, she ain't your bitch if she be choosin' (Phew)
A nigga took a lot of losses, but got through 'em (Damn)
Drug dealer drops, I'm whippin' the pot (Skrrt, skrrt)
Niggas talkin' on computers, y'all makin' it hot (Pussy)
'Cause 'round here, whatever happen, we don't see it, nigga (Shut up)
I step out, now I see the kids wanna be us (Splash, splash, splash)
Yeah, huh, no, bitch, we locked in, got too many options (What? What?)
She the trendin' topic, but she want her backend
Fuck with imposters, you cannot fit my roster (No cap)
Money by the pound, tell me, how is they gon' stop us? (Let's go)

I sold my soul to the devil today
Thought it would help me in some kind of way
But now I'm all fucked up
I said I'm all fucked up (Gangsta Grillz)

'Round here, if we see opps, that's how we do 'em (Know what's up)
I ain't scared 'cause you know I keep some shooters (Hot, hot)
'Round here, she ain't your bitch if she be choosin' (Hot, hot)
A nigga took a lot of losses, but
Got through 'em (Know what's up, hot)
Drug dealer drops, I'm whippin' the pot (Hot)
Niggas talkin' on computers, y'all makin' it hot (Shut up)
'Cause 'round here, whatever happen
We don't see it, nigga (We don't see it)
I step out, now I see the kids wanna be us (Know what's up)

That's crazy, the kids wanna be me
And I used to be like, "I wanna be like somebody"
Now they wanna be like me, ooh-wee (Gangsta Grillz)

Gangbangin', gettin' money, yeah, I set the trend (Trend)
When I got out, I knew I never would go back again
I had to separate all the boys from the men
Instead of steppin', steady rappin', twenty, Crippin', gettin' it in
It was '88, I'm in the crackhouse, cookin' dope (What?)
I'm a junior in high school, I can't be lookin' broke
So I took the coke and I cooked the coke
And I shipped the coke and I sold it (Yeah)
Grabbed the pack and I grabbed the strap
Now a nigga locked and loaded (Loaded)
What's next to do? I'm next to you
And I have got the best from you (You)
Stay in control, sell your soul, what's best for you?
Jefe or esclavo, perro or gato
Todo or nada, plomo o plata (Phew, Gangsta Grillz)

I sold my soul to the devil today
Thought it would help me in some kind of way
But now I'm all fucked up
I said I'm all fucked up

Now (Dramatic), let me explain somethin'
I'ma be honest, I'm a very humble guy
But when I get on these tapes, it's time to show how legendary I am
I got more classics than them
And I won more awards than them
And I made more superstars than them
And my talk game can't be touched
Hahahaha
This too easy, feel like I'm cheatin'
Gangsta Grillz back in season
How it look?