Get Mine Lyrics - Bryson Tiller

Godzilla's still alive! 

God! 

Damn a lot of niggas done changed on me 

(Damn they done changed on me) 

Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben Frank on me 

I don't know why niggas hate on me 

I gotta move differently, I got a case on me 

I got 'em hirin' private investigators on me 

Sittin' right outside the crib tryna stake on me 

Hol' up, wait on it 

Mmmmm that's a Porsche Cayman 

Hol' up watch me pull it out the horse stable 

I remember when we couldn't afford cable 

That's when I knew I had to put in more labor 

Niggas tryna take me out my vibe, dawg 

God Tiller, God Tiller, I'm alive, dawg 

Still I'm on my way to the top, dawg 

Shout out Punch, Isaiah Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg 

Shit we doin' not regular 

Like Hendrix say, we don't do regular 

I'm a beast, I'm a predator 

I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et cetera 

I'll cop any gun and kill for my daughter 

I'll go Rambo for real for my daughter 

2015 I made two mil' for my daughter 

Now these pussy ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter 

What the fuck? 

Post Trap Soul gettin' back to it 

No, nigga, this ain't no trap music 

Soul, rhythm, blues with a slap to it 

Watch how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it 

What is niggas on? Man they trippin' 

They want me to put 'em on, that's my mission 

Niggas in a rush, niggas don't listen 

I'm still tryna get mine, that's it and done 

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You was tryna get it, weren't ya? 

You was tryna run it through the ceilin', weren't ya? 

Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in your kidney 

Whenever I'm your master ain't no fuckin' limits 

All the foreigns came new, ain't no fuckin' limit (skrrrt) 

Play with me, I'll have a massacre in every city 

I might drive to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek) 

Take a nigga order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly) 

Take a nigga bitch, I wanna fuck her titty (fuck that bitch) 

Speakin' too fast, that's that past tense (sorry, bae) 

My bitch jewelry wet, cost a Patek 

She so annoyin', keep askin' for some napkins, (woo!) 

Wipe them bitches up, put 'em in a cup 

Shake it then taste it, that's it 

Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order what you want (order that) 

I'm a cash cow, I'm just cashin' (woo!) 

I think they put a camera in my pool 

But it's on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did) 

I used to be like Jay Z and ride factories 

'Til I found out that you gotta put on Davis (shoes) 

They scopin' out my house from a cabin (woo!) 

I pissed out the window and start laughin' (ha!) 

The inside of my spot carry water (ha!) 

They should change the street name it cactus (damn!) 

I'm the same Thugger that'll order ten rooms in your town 

And don't sleep in none them bitches, uh 

We just fuckin' thots and gettin' freaky all in them bitches, ahh 

Niggas so mad that they can't leak none of these pictures, ahh 

She so bad sometimes I want her features, uh (woo!) 

All the shit you do old like beepers, uh (woo, woo) 

All the shit you do old, I see you (I see you) 

Even all these Crips don't wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you) 

Oh yeah 

Still tryna get mine 

Still tryna get mine 

I'm still tryna get mine 

Still tryna get mine 

I'm still tryna get mine 

They schemin' on me 

They still tryna get mine 

Oh they still tryna get mine, oh 

Ayy, ayy, yeah 

Yeah, oh no 

Yeah, still tryna get mine 

Said they still tryna get mine, yeah