T.I. - G Season feat. Meek Mill lyrics

rate me

Told you motherfucker once, prison ain’t change me

All it did well made a nigga crazy, derranged,

He psycho, nutso, 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 in visitation

All I care bout is my out day and the ...of priobation

How much dough I’m set to makin, where I’m gonn go on vacation

Wait, damn, ok, that’s way too far ahead of me

So I’m just tryina take it day to day

If they would know g, breathe

Cop cars by the 3, bitches call me papa john, cause I keep that extra cheese

Overseas, in the sun, living for the fun in milan with some bad bitches

Prolly wanna yawn

When will it done, all the mama done, riding foreign cars

Drawing, getting blown by a blonde, I’m the bomb

Terrorist, hella right, wrecking shit

Niggas ask about me homie, I suggest you tell them this

[Hook]

I’m sucker ducking, I’m sucker free

You ain’t a g, don’t fuck with me

I’m suckin niggas out of style, g season

I’m suckin niggas out of style, g season

My best flow to cold, jim bring it out

But go to talkin crazy dough, you get yourself single that

Half a mill your bucks are pass the whole arena out

Being a sucker, I don’t know the first thing about

You getting seen about for coming at your face

Like a volcano, hell lava running out your face

Hey, if your ass out of place, you don’t find your whip

That took away, I replace

What can I say, another year another case

And now the sinners depleted,

I’m confident and conceeded

I’m sucker free sucker ducker

So tell them suckers to beat it

Don’t fuck with me buster, trust me your future will be deleted

Such a g, ain’t no touching me

Luckily, I defeated the art,

Without my 2 alarm, glory to god

And I ain’t even islamic, so sick whenever I bomb it

Just throw me a mill of 2 and that oughta settle my stomach

Bout some money he done it, call me mister he run it

These niggas ain’t really bout it, they jelly speaking ebonics

I’m nothing short of iconic, promise you don’t want it

Strong as genatonic, my left you won’t see it coming

My right you be runnin from it, like catch you with you done

I’ma keep it 100, you better get you a gun

Word bond, real talk, be my dirt all by my lonely

Cause them sucker we don’t talk

[Hook]

I’m sucker ducking, I’m sucker free

You ain’t a g, don’t fuck with me

I’m suckin niggas out of style, g season

I’m suckin niggas out of style, g season

Platinum plates on my ass, I’m balling bitch I’m ballin

Killing all my haters tell your mama pick your coffin

Hunded round shawty, I just gotta pick the target

Put my name on that flier, watch the party get retarded

And I go crazy in that bitch, drill like crazy in that bitch

Got your lady on my dick cause I got like 80 on my wrist

Cod, I make it rain, I know they avi in that bitch

Stop it and just throwing bullets like they ready for that shit

Hold up, started in the back, now I’m that nigga in the front

Shawty want the real, I’ma give her what she want

Og nigga, you put it in the blunt

Fucking all the baddest bitches, I’ma hit em from the front

Just to see the faces on wanted nigga led

On them mary touch you I tell her go jamaican

On that lord of mercy, these bitches thirsty

I’m in that murcy, she kissin on me...she in this bitch

I’m sucker ducking, I’m sucker free

That’s your main bitch, she fuckin me

I don’t fuck with nigga,

I’m a fuckin g, it’s meek milly, cy...

[Hook]

I’m sucker ducking, I’m sucker free

You ain’t a g, don’t fuck with me

I’m suckin niggas out of style, g season

I’m suckin niggas out of style, g season.