G Season Lyrics - Trouble Man: Heavy Is The Head - T.i.

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka duckin' 

Tell all them suckas get the fuck outta my way MAN 

You understand? 

G Seasonn 

Told you motherfuckas once, prison ain't change me 

All it did was make a nigga crazy deranged see 

Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck for? 

All I know now is to get out and go for the gusto 

So, fuck niggas fuck hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so? 

Fuck what they say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady 

Fuck what they say we were doing on the day of visitation 

All I care bout is my out day and this ....of probation 

How much dough I'm set to make, where I'm go'n go on vacation 

Wait, damn. Okay that's way to far ahead of me 

So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath 

Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns cuz I keep that extra cheese 

Overseas in the sun, livin for the fun in my lawn with some bad bitches 

They probly one of y'all, oh will it done on my momma done 

Ridin foreign ........... gettin blown by a blond, I'm the bomb 

Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin'shit 

Nigga ask about me homie I suggest you tell'em this 

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I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free 

You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me 

You sucka niggas out of style G season 

You sucka niggas out of style G season 

Meek Milly 

Gold plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin 

KIllin all my haters tell yo mama pick a coffin 

Hundred racks shawty I just gotta pick the target 

Put my name on that flyer and watch the party get retarded 

And I go crazy in that bitch, ....... 

Got yo lady on my dick, cuz I got like 80 on my wrist 

KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that pitch 

So I be there just throw in mula like they paid me for that shit Hold up! 

Started in the back now Im that nigga in the front 

Shawty want the real so Ima give her what she aant 

OG nigga you can put it in the blunt 

Fuckin all the baddest biches, Ima hit 'em from the front 

Just to see the faces on her, when this nigga laid on them 

.... touchin round that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it 

Lord have mercy, these bitches thirsty 

I'm in a Merci she kissin on me hershey's 

We in this bitch! 

I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free 

That's yo main bitch? She fuckin me 

I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a fuckin G 

Its Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P! 

I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free 

You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me 

You sucka niggas out of style G season 

You sucka niggas out of style G season 

My best flow to cold to just bring it out 

But go and talkin crazy tho' you get yourself singled out 

Half a million bust a pack the whole Arena out 

Bein' a suckka I don't know the first thing about 

You get the seen about, I'm comin'at yo face 

Like a vulcano head, lava runnin'out yo face 

Hey, If yo ass out of place 

You'll find the weapons they took away I'll replace 

What can I say? Another year, another case 

Another sentence completed, I'm confident and conceited 

I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it 

Don't fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted 

Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckely I defeated the odd 

But I out Allah my glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic 

So sick, whenever I vomit just throw me a mill or 2 

And that oughta settle my stomach 

Bout some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It 

These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking ebonics 

I'm nothing shoirt of iconic, promise you, you don't want it 

Strong as gin and tonic, my left you won't see it coming 

My right you'll be running from it, I catch you with it, you done 

I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun 

Word ...real talk. Keep my dirt up by my only 

Cuz them suckas will talk 

I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free 

You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me 

You sucka niggas out of style G season 

You sucka niggas out of style G season