TRACY MCGRADY (feat. TyFaizon & Paris Williams) Video (MV)

Ever since me and Haris got cool
We do everything together like we Bodie & Poot
Here at Keep Hope Records we do songs by the two's
We present to you The Human and the VVS crew
While Jones was touching 'caine
I was treating every beat like a novacane numbing all the pain
Dolo on my darker days walking through the rain
Ain't even hit my dawgs they probably going through the same
Cause we from KC where boys get fresher
And the cops lurk heavy but they feel no pressure
They don't even move different, they just move smarter
We was feeling hella clean in our new starter
But I've been feeling like I'm skateboard P
Nah I say that every song I'm feeling like the new me
I grew up with them wild boys keeping the peace
And I'm cautious of my steps when I'm in these bruce lee's
And making sure I weed my garden of snakes
Writing raps in the room my guys was ducking the jakes
Now I'm fly as I want to be posted with Jake
In that SUGAR NY bumping Fly Or Die
From DC to KC you see us in the Major Leagues
Them struggles really made me
Plan was never A's and B's
Them days where I ain't see the fam really shaped me
Got it on my own cut the grass where the snakes be
I was in the back of my class with Glad bags
And them niggas never knew I could rap, and thats a fact
All the money I could talk on these tracks like fall back nigga
I been doing this since skinny jeans and snapbacks
When they wasn't home, I was plotting to blow
And when I wasn't home, I was chopping the dough
Breaking down to build it up
Nigga that's how it go
Get the car fill it up I'm putting miles on the road
Hit the city quick
Like who this hitting my phone?
I told her I'll be busy, take dick and leave me 'lone
Trying to build a bridge, and we really gon' set the tone
So tell these rap niggas it's up they gotta go
Don't got time for it all, I grind when the night fall
Shine with my ice on yall lying when the mic on
My lines more Lysol too clean so they bite off
But please cut the lights off I'm tired of it
I caught wind of how to move when I came up out the womb
And everything we learned got to take it to the tomb
Really got a choice you either win or you lose
And, I ain't really worried we got nothing to prove
One, two, three and to the four
Bittersweet and VVS we knocking at ya door
Five, six, seven to the eight
Swear my boys is out for war better stay up late
Keep my friends close and my enemies closer
Keep an eye out on the turf
Trying to watch out for vultures
Many men try militance but they never was soldiers
Keep it solid every time just like a nigga supposed to
Spit the type of shit that get a nigga turned into posters
Verses is equivalent to watching niggas get post up
I'm 5'6 but still treat these boys like Mutambo
Swear the vision on tunnel
I can't fake being humble
Know youngings in the city play with drums like Ringo
Swear they treat the gun powder just like weed smoke
High up off the fumes they might elevate the room
But I never been the type to shoot I'm more on tycoon
First one from my city thats been making major moves
I just set the tempo and my niggas follow suit
Kick and politic cause really thats the only thing to do
I mean it's common sense the dollars is the only thing I groom
So I'm yelling give me loot
Pulled myself up by the boots
Got em jumping out the roof off of what I said in booths
Tell these niggas get a clue always knew I was the truth
Way before I touched a mic
Got me feeling like the wait
Got me feeling like wu back
Call my crew the zoo pack
Verses by the two pack
Need my paper to stack
You know cash rules everything around me
I'm coming for the throne like that bitch got a bounty