This N That (feat. Bryson Tiller & Kodak Black)

Lyrics for This N That (feat. Bryson Tiller & Kodak Black)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa (Hit-Boy) Mm, mm-hm, mm-mm, mm Aye, aye Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact If they stab me off in the back, then I guess we wasn't a match Me and my dawgs all made a pact If we don't get it, we can't come back And every time we came back, that's a fact, that's a fact Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact This right here for all the ones that ain't here, can't come back If it's one thing I'ma do, is put the crib on my back Now we back, that's a fact, that's a fact, that's a fact (Uh, mm-mm-mm-mm) Guess I gotta go again and show 'em it ain't luck (yup) And they thought it was over for me, boy, they had me fucked up Been through all the rain, now the sun on me (me) Ain't no point in stressin', gon' be what it's gon' be (be) Back to back with thе prayers, so many times I gotta memorize I done seen so much pain, that shit got me desensitized OG's talkin' about "Stick to the script," I had to improvise This that classic B.I.G. shit, I got 'em hypnotized Movin' at my own pace, doin' this shit my way Way before the braids, yeah, they been took the wave Ain't nobody from the crib ever did it big like this It's like my parents turned to my kids How I'm takin' care of their shit I had to go through it, just to get to it Had to watch from the bench, I had to sit through it Get to it, trust issues, brought my blick to it My unc', he a alcoholic, had to sip through it I hope the same damn demons don't haunt me Come with the Don like members only I done been down so bad before, I swear, I wasn't gon' get back But look, the old me and new me is a mismatch They don't understand, though, how much it's takin' off your mind Off your soul, just to show up and make it This for my dawg that's overwhelmed, under investigation Even if he don't make bond, know we'll never break it 'Cause we been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact If they stab me off in the back, then I guess we wasn't a match Me and my dawgs all made a 'pact If we don't get it, we can't come back And every time we came back, that's a fact, that's a fact Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact This right here for all the ones that ain't here, can't come back If it's one thing I'ma do, is put the crib on my back Now we back, that's a fact, that's a fact, that's a fact (Uh-uh, mm-mm) 305 high, that's how I'm livin' Like I'm in a Six, GTA, that's how I'm whippin', uh Like I got a money Glick, shots, big pippin' 4 a.m. in this bitch, ain't goin' to sleep, I'm on a mission (ha) Louis V on my bag, and some money made a difference I'm still the same nigga, no difference But I came a long way from JanSport and penny-pinchin' Nigga talkin' about L's, man, I hand 'em out on any given Sunday closed to the public, still I'm gettin' chicken Hoe, shut the fuck up, I'm just reminiscin' I was broke as fuck when that song dropped to a fact Heard they're talkin' 'bout I switched, I put the city on my back, niggas Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact If they stab me off in the back, then I guess we wasn't a match Me and my dawgs all made a pact If we don't get it, we can't come back And every time we came back, that's a fact, that's a fact Been through this and that, fuck it though, we still intact This right here for all the ones that ain't here, can't come back If it's one thing I'ma do, is put the crib on my back Now we back, that's a fact, that's a fact, that's a fact (Uh, uh, mm-mm-mm) Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, done came too far to let you end me Black, I'm a chimney, that's a fact, that's a fannact Crack back, jit, you should've knew 'bout fucking with me Scrap with me, got so much smoke, 420 Get snap back litty, pop the top, now gettin' litty Used to dream of bein' big like Biggie Martin Luther King should see how I'm livin' Big necklace, wrist froze, big business Big stepping, rich hoe, big pimpin' And I'm free, and I'm gettin' richer than a bitch off doin' me Told Big Sean, "You look like Loe Shimmy," he say, "Glee" A gat and a C get me back on my feet Shit will feel better when it's earned, that's a fact Play me, fuck it, lesson learned, that's a fact Everybody gon' get they turn, that's a fact If this job ain't done, I don't want to hear congrats Mortal Kombat, straight out the pit, that's a fact Niggas thought I wasn't gon' bounce back in this bitch, that's a fact I'm the best thing my ex ever had, that's a fact Only thing with they back again the wall is the plaques (Uh, mm-mm-mm-mm) (What, what, what, what, what?)