A Guide To Big Sean’s Massive Detroit Showcase “Friday Night Cypher”

A Guide To Big Sean’s Massive Detroit Showcase “Friday Night Cypher”

| September 9, 2020 – 12:30 pm

CREDIT: Mark Cunningham/MLB Photos via Getty Images

It’s not really worthwhile to talk about whether Big Sean’s new album Detroit 2 is any good. Honestly, you probably don’t care. It’s a Big Sean album, right? If you are predisposed to liking a Big Sean album, you will probably like it. If you think Big Sean is an irredeemable cornball, you will find plenty of evidence to support your hypothesis. Detroit 2 is certainly a successful Big Sean album — vast, sprawling, jammed with famous people, sometimes quite engaging, occasionally even exciting. Sean has grown more relaxed and confident as a rapper over the years, though he still comes up with lines so dumb and embarrassing that I want to bury myself in sand when I hear them. (My favorite one this time: “I’m about to delete my Twitter and follow my intuition.”)

But the real centerpiece of Detroit 2, at least as far as my particular strain of rap dorkism is concerned, comes late in the album. That moment arrives after the potential singles and the Erykah Badu slam poetry and the sample of Michael Jackson’s “Human Nature” and the song where Sean and No ID flip the same bit of the Akira Ifukube Godzilla score that Pharaohe Monch already flipped on “Simon Says.” That moment lasts nearly 10 minutes. It’s the grand, ridiculous all-Detroit posse cut “Friday Night Cypher,” a massive and ungainly and glued-together monster of a song that features 11 different rappers from the same city.

“Friday Night Cypher” is kind of an ugly experiment of a song, and it doesn’t really hold together. Plenty of the rappers featured don’t even sound comfortable on it. I love it anyway. It’s just fun to think about. Big Sean is the only person who could’ve pulled this off — a Detroit-born rap star who never sounded much like a Detroit rapper but who clearly pays serious attention to what’s happening in his hometown. Detroit has the greatest underground rap scene in the world, and I honestly have no idea how many of the city’s rap stars are even paying attention to the roiling world of loud and flamboyant Detroit hard-heads currently cranking out music on YouTube. But Sean knows, so Sean fucked around and put Sada Baby and Boldy James and Eminem on on the same song. It doesn’t even matter that those three rappers have no business together, that they have nothing musically in common other than being rappers from Detroit. Sean still made it happen.

If “Friday Night Cypher” is a sort of beginners’ guide to the world of Detroit rap, then we should treat it as a roadmap, a chance to get deeper. So now let’s give the talking points on every single person on “Friday Night Cypher” — every single you should care. (We’re going in the order that all these rappers appear on the song.)

Tee Grizzley

Meek Mill-esque young street-rap fundamentalist. Correctly identifies Clipse sample. Did a year and a half in prison for robbery, then came home and released “First Day Out,” the hard, muscular 2016 track that made him famous. Still probably best-known for the Instagram of LeBron James lifting weights and making angry faces while listening to “First Day Out,” and for the video of Steph Curry making fun of the LeBron faces at a wedding. Grizzley is part of the 300 empire, and he hasn’t yet lived up to the early promise of his My Moment mixtape, but he can definitely rap.

Best line: “Fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist/ Paid 90 for my grill, then lost it — that’s why I ain’t smiling.”

Kash Doll

Only woman on “Friday Night Cypher.” Ex-stripper currently working the lucrative “sneery tough pretty girl who will take all your money and leave you with pulsating hearts for eyes” lane. Tons of charisma. Could be a star in the making. Doesn’t really seem like a product of the Detroit underground even though she has that real head-slap energy. Has already outrapped Big Sean a couple of times. Arguably stole “Sociopath” away from Pusha T.

Best line: “Bitch, I’m at my pinnacle/ I used to shop at Pinnacle/ Your n***a still drink Pinnacle/ Bitch, your taste is pitiful.”

Cash Kidd

A regional underground staple who’s been at it for a minute. A living testament to how much you can get done with a little bit of confidence and great slurry-nasal-yammer Detroit accent. Not one of the best rappers in Detroit, but that’s only because Detroit is an embarrassment of riches. A solid prospect who may be here because it’s fun to have two rappers named “Cash” in quick succession.

Best line: “I keep dying in my dreams, but life’s great when I stay woke/ Bet you love dreaming, that’s the only time you ain’t broke.”

Payroll Giovanni

The veteran. A scene elder who helped lay the groundwork for this particular moment. Became a Detroit big dog in the mid-’00s as a member of the thriving Midwestern crew Doughboyz Cashout. Remained a big dog by projecting effortless authority while sounding disgusted by everyone he comes across. Made a series of records with producer Cardo that sound like they’re stuck in a glorious ’90s West Coast dream. Never misses.

Best line: “Rap failed, oh well/ Give me back my scale and a burn-out cell/ I’ll grow clientele.”

42 Dugg

Detroit’s newest star. Teamed up with Lil Baby to release one of 2020’s biggest anthems. Would have to stand on his tiptoes to see over the roof of a Honda Civic. Knows his way around a hook. Raps like he’s fighting off a severe lung infection. Whistles at the beginning of every song, which shouldn’t work but does. Spent the summer on the run from authorities even as he had multiple songs on the Hot 100. Facing a possible years-long prison sentence but still just came out with a song with Marshmello. A great rapper.

Best line: “I ain’t signed a deal yet/ Fuck it, I don’t need ‘em.”

Boldy James

A master at work. Raps about crime-life heartbreaks and travails with a writerly eye and a heavy sense of gravitas. Sounded like he was 65 years old even when he first showed up, more than a decade ago. Spent years in the underground-rap trenches before going on a stunning creative roll. Thus far in 2020, released two full-length masterpieces, then signed to Griselda and came out with another truly solid record. Doesn’t make much sense in the context of a crowded track like this one, but can tear your soul to pieces if he gets room to operate.

Best line: “Workers begging me for time off, asking me for raises/ Took me six hours to count it, bubble wrap it up, and tape it.”

Drego

Always in the mix. One half of the triumphant duo Drego & Beno. (It’s weird that Drego is on the song but Beno isn’t.) Always sounds like he’s having fun even when he’s talking blood-curdling shit. Usually comes off effortless, even if he’s consistently operating in the upper ranks of a hugely competitive Detroit world. Only gets like 20 seconds on this song — on a weird boom-bap beat-sliver that doesn’t suit him at all — but it’s cool that he’s here.

Best line: “We was standing on the block, thugging with the serpents/ Get caught with Kurtis Blow on me, and they gon’ close the curtains.”

Big Sean

Built a house on that ass. That’s an ass-state.

Best line: “Million-dollar calls, you can’t merge in/ Based God, how I got my curse lift.”

Sada Baby

The big bad wolf of this shit. A hungry, freaky ripper who puts out great songs more often that some of us do laundry. An overwhelming presence who can rap like a demon and still come up with at least one genuinely hilarious line per song. Currently on a hot streak that has lasted at least two years. Might never be a mainstream star, but could easily remain a regional god for as long as he draws breath. Should’ve been given way, way more bars on this one.

Best line: “Every clip we got extended/Yellow perkys look like Minions/ Put Church’s Chicken on your n***as, scrape them boys for half a biscuit.”

Royce Da 5’9″

Ultra-solid Detroit pillar with a handful of classic moments who owes a whole lot of his longevity to an Eminem association that goes back to “Bad Meets Evil.” Made the baffling decision decades ago that his utterly average height should be a part of his rap name. A strong rapper who has always come off as a bit of a hotep. Spends a lot of his verse fuming about the perceived racism of cancel culture. Takes up a spot that should’ve maybe gone to Elzhi. Still, every city should have a veteran this solid.

Best line: “I thought I told you motherfuckers I ain’t need a budget/ I ride with them guys that society begrudges.”

Eminem

The most popular rapper of all time. Will always be considered an etched-in-stone legend even if he continues to crank out neener-neener word games for 50 more years. Has probably read every bad review he ever got, and will never stop raging out about any of them. (Who can relate?) Sounds like he’s mostly having fun here.

Best line: “Bitch, if you pull up with a stick, it’s a car with a manual transmission.”


FURIOUS FIVE

1. Ramirez – “Children Of The Void” (Feat. SolMula)
Anytime a bass tone makes me feel like I got kicked in the balls, I know I’m hearing something special.

2. Frisco – “Red Card” (Feat. Skepta, Jammer, JME, & Shorty)
I like this because it’s the members of Boy Better Know, a dominant grime crew, just all going in together, everyone trying to outdo everyone else. But I’ll be honest here: I also like this because of Skepta’s ICP shirt.

3. Rucci & ALLBLACK – “Okay Doeee”
It’s been almost 20 years since that initial hyphy explosion, and that sense of hard choppiness still pervades California rap music. I love it.

4. Shawny Binladen & Bizzy Banks – “Workhardt”
Shawny Binladen is from Queens, not Brooklyn, but this track still finds Brooklyn drill in an intriguing place. Those berserk off-kilter drum patterns, it turns out, mesh beautifully with that old New York sense of cinematic grandeur.

5. 30 Deep Grimeyy – “Toy Story”
There’s a snake in my boot.


IT WAS ALL GOOD JUST A WEEK AGO

sada baby don’t deserve this bro. pic.twitter.com/dWPni03rNC

— darius|ACAB (@DariusDickson__) September 2, 2020

Big Sean – “Friday Night Cypher” (Feat. Tee Grizzley, Kash Doll, Cash Kidd, Payroll Giovanni, 42 Dugg, Boldy James, Drego, Sada Baby, Royce Da 5’9″, & Eminem)

Big Sean – “Friday Night Cypher” (Feat. Tee Grizzley, Kash Doll, Cash Kidd, Payroll Giovanni, 42 Dugg, Boldy James, Drego, Sada Baby, Royce Da 5’9″, & Eminem)

| September 4, 2020 – 9:51 am

Today, Big Sean releases his new album Detroit 2, the sequel to his 2012 mixtape Detroit. The new album is huge — 21 songs, 74 minutes, an insane number of guests. We’ve already posted the early single “Deep Reverence,” a collaboration with the late Nipsey Hussle. And as previously reported, the album also has guest appearances out the ass: Stevie Wonder, Erykah Badu, Dave Chappelle, Lil Wayne, Travis Scott, Diddy, Young Thug. But the song that immediately grabbed everyone’s attention is track 19, “Friday Night Cypher,” which features 11 different Detroit rappers, including Eminem.

“Friday Night Cypher,” it turns out, is 10 minutes long. It’s a sort of follow-up to “Detroit Vs. Everybody,” the 2015 single that Big Sean recorded with fellow Detroit rappers Eminem, Danny Brown, DeJ Loaf, Royce Da 5’9″, and Trick Trick. (They all performed it live in Detroit later that year.) Right now, Detroit has the best underground rap scene in the country, and Big Sean has been paying attention. On “Friday Night Cypher,” Royce and Eminem return, but most of the song belongs to the loud, hungry voices of the Detroit underground, including Sada Baby, Boldy James, Drego, and Payroll Giovanni, as well as relatively prominent national figures like 42 Dugg and Tee Grizzley.

The track’s beat keeps switching up, with a sample of the Clipse classic “Grindin’” coming in and out. It represents a real logistical triumph, considering that all these guys don’t even like each other. (Tee Grizzley and Sada Baby are not, for instance, currently getting along.) But it’s also a great showcase for a city that’s absolutely lousy with great rappers right now. In fact, it’s a measure of how great Detroit is right now that you can have a big conversation about all the rappers who aren’t on it, including BandGang Lonnie Bands, FMB DZ, Icewear Vezzo, Shred Gang Mone, Teejayx6, Kasher Quon, and the ShittyBoyz crew. Listen to “Friday Night Cypher” below.


If you’re interested, here’s the full Detroit 2 stream.

Detroit 2 is out now on G.O.O.D. Music/Def Jam.

Tee Grizzley – 2 Vaults (feat. Lil Yachty) lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Young Thug]
We got London on da Track
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need two vaults with the two cars
What that coupe cost? Get that tool off
What your jewels cost? What that coupe cost?
I need two vaults, I’m the new Hulk

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brrrah!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (drip)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk (brrrah!)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Hit your bitch and give her back, now she yours again (she yours)
Back to back in them Ferraris, we stay horseplayin’ (skrrt)
Run up on us and the morgue gon’ have corpses in
Harvard student doin’ my taxes, I got dork friends
I put rings on them hundreds, bitch, I married them (bitch, I married them)
You see my niggas, money and ice everywhere on them (that shit everywhere)
And we fuck each other’s hoes ’cause we don’t cherish them (that’s a fact)
But we gon’ leak out that info, we can’t embarrass them (we got y’all covered)
Can’t leave the country, but I got my beat from London (got my beat from London)
These niggas talk but see me out and ain’t on nothin’ (ain’t on shit)
I’m in the stu, I need a Perc’, go get the runner
You got shooters, I got hunters, you got twenties, I got hundreds, nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brr, brr!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (cold)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Wire 200 to Izzy, get my ice here (overnight)
These niggas plastic, y’all as real as Buzz Lightyear
Nigga say he got that dope, then what the price is? (What the price is?)
I don’t drink, but it’s for sale, we got pints in (we got pints in)
We got Tech in (we got Tech), we got Act’ in (we got Act’)
.45 bullets jammed in that MAC-10 (brr, brr!)
They don’t check none of the artists, so I’m packin’ (so I’m packin’)
It’s a problem, then you’ll see me get crackin’ (shoot somethin’)
Addy 212, bitch, what’s brackin’ (what’s good?)
I might be in the Escalade but I ain’t lackin’ (know it’s on me)
Put that bag on you, act like I don’t know what happened (damn, straight up)
I hear the story, be like, “Damn, that was tragic” (That’s fucked up)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brr, brr!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (cold)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk (brrrah!)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, Lil Boat, ayy
I’m still under 21, so I can’t cop a pistol (yeah)
But them choppas in my name and they can’t wait to hit you (pew, pew, pew)
Crib came with a court and some league officials (yeah)
Carrot cake around my neck, VS1 the crystals
Extended magazines (zine), chauffeured limosines (zine)
Before I dropped out, I fucked the daughter of the dean (I did)
65 thousand dollars in a nigga’s jeans (who)
Ball like Sefolosha (yeah), skrrt the Testarossa (yeah)
Nigga all about the guap like a stock broker (yeah)
Brother with me and he shootin’, no damn focus (pew, pew, pew, brr)
Every bitch I ever fucked with was mad older (for real)
Had to keep this shit player like the OG Yoda (gang)
Lil Boat

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brr, brr!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (cold)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk (brrrah!)

Tee Grizzley – 2 Vaults Lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Young Thug]
We got London on da Track
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need two vaults
With the two cars
What that coupe cost?
Get that tool off
What your jewels cost?
What that coupe cost?
I need two vaults
I’m the new Hulk

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Hit your bitch and give her back, now she yours again (she yours)
Back to back in them Ferraris, we stay horseplayin’ (skrrt)
Run up on us and the morgue gon’ have corpses in
Harvard student doin’ my taxes, I got dork friends
I put rings on them hundreds, bitch, I married them (bitch, I married them)
You see my niggas, money and ice everywhere on them (that shit everywhere)
And we fuck each other’s hoes ’cause we don’t cherish them (that’s a fact)
But we gon’ leak out that info, we can’t embarrass them (we got y’all covered)
Can’t leave the country, but I got my beat from London (got my beat from London)
These niggas talk but see me out and ain’t on nothin’ (ain’t on shit)
I’m in the stu, I need a Perc’, go get the runner
You got shooters, I got hunters, you got twenties, I got hundreds, nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Wire 200 to Izzy, get my ice here (overnight)
These niggas plastic, y’all as real as Buzz Lightyear
Nigga say he got that dope, then what the price is? (What the price is?)
I don’t drink, but it’s for sale, we got pints in (we got pints in)
We got Tech in (we got Tech), we got Act’ in (we got Act’)
.45 bullets jammed in that MAC-10
They don’t check none of the artists, so I’m packin’
It’s a problem, then you’ll see me get crackin’ (shoot somethin’)
Addy 212, bitch, what’s brackin’ (what’s good?)
I might be in the Escalade but I ain’t lackin’ (know it’s on me)
Put that bag on you, act like I don’t know what happened (damn, straight up)
I hear the story, be like, “Damn, that was tragic” (That’s fucked up)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, Lil Boat, ayy
I’m still under 21, so I can’t cop a pistol (yeah)
But them choppas in my name and they can’t wait to hit you
Crib came with a court and some legal fishes (yeah)
Carrot cake around my neck, VS1 the crystals
Extended magazines (damn), chauffeured limosines (damn)
Before I dropped out, I fucked the daughter of the dean (I did)
65 thousand dollars in a nigga’s jeans
Ball like Sefolosha (yeah), skrrt the Testarosa (yeah)
Nigga all about the guap like a stock broker (yeah)
Brother with me and he shootin’, no damn focus
Every bitch I ever fucked with was mad older (for real)
Had to keep this shit player like the OG Yoda, Lil Boat

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

Lil Reese & Tee Grizzley – Ready 4 Real

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Bro in the back and he loading the steel
He keep repeating “I’m ready fa’real”
I catch the chills, when he shoot the mac
Cause I know that he tryna kill
You niggas playin’, ain’t ready to die
Chill, before you get ate like a meal (like a meal)
Pause, before you get shot like a film (like a film)
Ten’ll, have niggas jump on yo lid (jump on his lid)
Don’t go for the injury, go for the kill
Mission failed if niggas live (retry)
Niggas play roles, when I up the steel, they be like “Tee, I got kids”
Two FNN’s, I ain’t talkin’ bitches, when I say I’m ridin’ with the twins
Scope on the choppa, I ain’t talkin’ cameras, when I say I’m ridin’ with the lens

[Verse 1: Lil Reese]
Off the lean and the drink that’s a pour-up (pour up)
.40 on a nigga when we roll up (roll up)
Can’t control us (nah)
Smokin’ on the opp when we roll up (roll up)
Shit got tough I ain’t fold up (fold up)
Stackin’ all this money from the floor up (floor up)
Still in the hood and I blew up (blew up)
300 with me and I roll up (roll up)
Me and Tee Grizzley won’t slow up (nah)
Too much money can’t control us (nah)
Too many young niggas rollin’ (rollin’)
All of these young niggas blowin’ (blowin’)
All of these hoes be goin’ (goin’)
All my guns they blowin’ (blowin’)
I remember I ain’t had none (none)
Young nigga I ain’t had none (none)
Tryna turn none into some (some)
Me know I’ma make some (make some)
Me know I’ma take some (take some)
Me know I’ma shake some (shake some)
Get caught don’t say none (none)
Most of them gon say some
Chill ‘fore lil bro fade some
I caught the chills when he shot the mac
Shit gon happen then it’s that (then it’s that)
Knew I’m gon ride for my set (you know it)
Smokin’ on loud that’s a fact (dope)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Niggas only thugs on the net (on the what)
Before I got verified, I had a check
A-R pistol make a mess of your flesh
2,000 pills, turn around with them racks (them racks)
I’m strapped, he strapped too (strapped too)
Blow strapped, Reese strapped too (glizzy’s)
Manny strapped cause niggas fu (boy)
Don’t let IG get you blew (bitch)
Watch me go in for the kill (for the kill)
Go anywhere cause I’m trill (I’m trill)
Ice hit in the dark cause it’s real (it’s ice)
Watch who you shoot they’ll tell (what)
Don’t give a fuck about 12 (naw)
Got niggas locked up in cells (free the real)
So don’t think that you safe in jail
Don’t say free bruh if you ain’t send no mail (bitch)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Bro in the back and he loading the steel
He keep repeating “I’m ready fa’real”
I catch the chills, when he shoot the mac
Cause I know that he tryna kill
You niggas playin’, ain’t ready to die
Chill, before you get ate like a meal (like a meal)
Pause, before you get shot like a film (like a film)
Ten’ll, have niggas jump on yo lid (jump on his lid)
Don’t go for the injury, go for the kill
Mission failed if niggas live (retry)
Niggas play roles, when I up the steel, they be like “Tee, I got kids”
Two FNN’s, I ain’t talkin’ bitches, when I say I’m ridin’ with the twins
Scope on the choppa, I ain’t talkin’ cameras, when I say I’m ridin’ with the lens

Teetroit

Lyrics to ‘Teetroit’ by Tee Grizzley:

–Chorus–
Ain’t no love in my city, blood on my city
Shell from them slugs in my city, hol’ up
They wanna take the guns out the city
All them boys got too many
Try to make us be a victim, they gon’ riot like the 60’s
Ain’t no love in my city, blood on my city
Shell from them slugs in my city, hol’ up
They wanna take the guns out the city
All them boys got too many
Try to make us be a victim, they gon’ riot like the 60’s

–Verse 1–
The shit ain’t new, it been chaotic since the [?]
Trap out with that pistol nigga, do we have problem?
Welcome to Detroit, where one day it’ll be quiet
The next day that body counter shoot up to a thousand
I grew up on Joy Road it’s a lotta villains
How we gon’ put them choppers down, these people tryna kill us
Cause they puttin’ up prisons, stadium for the Pistons
Only thing they ain’t puttin’ up is the pistols
Crack and heroin, came to crash the whole system
Saw my cousin serve his momma, shit made me vicious
Detroit public schools ain’t even teachin’ the children
The ambulance takin’ too long to reach the victims
Police doin’ illegal raids in my whole section
Destroying black owned businesses by the second
My city took a hit, construction to repair the damage
This ain’t the time to be weak, we gotta stick together
Is you gon’ get a weapon or go get a reverend
I remember talkin’ to my granddaddy
He said Detroit ain’t been the same since ’67
If it wasn’t for that it prolly be some money in my family
How the fuck you think that make me feel
If anybody doubt that what I’m sayin’ real
Type Detroit versus Baltimore, 1967
They postponed the game they ain’t want their players killed

–Chorus–
Ain’t no love in my city, blood on my city
Shell from them slugs in my city, nigga
They wanna take the guns out the city
All them boys got too many
Try to make us be a victim, they gon’ riot like the 60’s
Ain’t no love in my city, blood on my city
Shell from them slugs in my city, hol’ up
They wanna take the guns out the city
All them boys got too many
Try to make us be a victim, they gon’ riot like the 60’s

–Verse 2–
A violent public disorder
These boys on fire and they ain’t want no order
You call it protocol, that shit really torture
They see us livin’ and we gettin’ it they tryna destroy it
Disturbance in Detroit, Michigan
Let us live in peace or we tearing up this bitch again
Heard the goverment got some people they wanna send ’em in
And we ready to show our strength

–Outro–
Cause ain’t no love in my city
Too much blood on my city
Come get these guns out the city
Before we riot like the 60’s
Ain’t no love in my city, nigga
Too much blood on my city, nigga
Come get these guns out my city, nigga
Before we riot like the 60’s nigga

From the D to the A – Tee Grizzley lyrics

Lyrics Tee Grizzley – From the d to the a

Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than b*tches
Niggas really be on cock though
Just f*cked a ho out in France
Paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I’m really up
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz and my Bentley next
Don’t play around on my phone, ho, gimme sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it’s Rolex
Grizzley up next, I’m up now
Strap your bullet vest.(from the d to the a)

550, 600 hundreds
700 20’s, let’s get straight to it
800 10’s, what’s that? 8 bands
Hit the store and get some rubber bands
Let’s get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal it fall on you, he on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain’t movin’ fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat
Secure the bag, nigga.

Oh that bag secure, that’s on my mama, bro
Asian lil’ ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don’t scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aimin’ in the sky, call those Air Mags
All up in Neiman’s, coppin’ shit like f*ck a price tag
I’m ballin’, ain’t near a rap nigga in the game that I’m callin’
If I need help, I’ll dial it by my ..

You swear your b*tch faithful, she sent her location
I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic
Chop with the laser, get decapitated
Can’t smoke, I’m on papers, hold on… this my Jamaican (love one)
Niggas want me dead, so I’m steady prayin’
Ain’t no disrespect without retaliation
f*ck a hotel, I hit her in the basement
Text her later like, “I’m done with you
I got a situation, baby”.

Well shit, bro, let me get her then
I’ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion’s den
Nigga talkin’ down, my bro got more heat than a fryin’ pan
Gucci ’round my hair, wrapped tight like Taliban.

Like I’m Taliban, how we drop shit, go
Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped
Don’t ask the price if you know you’re not tryna cop shit.

You the type to look around but never cop shit
Ayy, I’m the type to buy the store, make ’em restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss
Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin’ cockpit.

Yachty I might stop rappin’ for this one reason
If the fans hear this shit I’m doin’ a hundred seasons
In the hood, shootin’ craps in my Yeezys versuri-lyrics.info
Put angels on you niggas who be playin’ like y’all demons, you dig?

Middle finger to them niggas hatin’ and fakin’
They plottin’ on my death, I give their mothers deep penetration
Diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
Every real nigga livin’ will respect this collaboration.

We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out
Say you winnin’ one more time, I’m pullin’ trophies out
Niggas know we out, no Shaqs or Kobes out
In other words, I’m with all shooters that’ll blow you down.

From the D to the A, put respect on it
If that’s your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it?
I’m from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth
I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease.

Lease, nigga
Chain on my dresser next to my indictment
When they said not guilty I was so excited
From the A to the D, b*tch you heard Yachty
Wraith comin’ this summer, I’ma have your b*tch drivin’
B*tchhh!
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Second day out – Tee Grizzley lyrics

Lyrics Tee Grizzley – Second day out

Can’t let these niggas hold me back
I can’t let ’em hold, I won’t let ’em hold me.
Won’t let these niggas hold
Can’t let ’em hold me, I won’t let ’em hold me
Said I’ma touch a million, it’s gon’ get done
I know I can do it, I know I’ma do it
‘Cause when y’all sleep, a nigga gon’ be up
When y’all sleep, a nigga gon’ be woke. (x2)(second day out)

Fresh outta prison, ain’t no more excuses.
Back in position, it’s time tot get to it.
I wasn’t even supposed to smash the Rollies.
But bro was ttaking too long to do it.
Drop me a cuban, ’cause beef hold the jewelry.
I found me a cuban, but not at the Jeweler
Glock with the Rollie, A.P. with uzi.
We start beefin monday, you not seeing tuesday.
10 bands for a feature versuri-lyrics.info
Watch the niggas tha ain’t got it talk sh*t.
Can’t come up with 10, you live on this earth.

Get on a spaceship and get off of this b*tch.
Missed a few summers, but I ain’t missed nothin’
And shit niggas did, I did all of that sh*t.
Stack the drum on that yap stick.
Nigga you’ll catch everything off off that b*tch.
Like you gotta kill me, I can’t let you hold me, ayy.
It’s niggas that hate me and don’t even know me ayy!
I know some niggas that got killed tryna kill me aye!
Never made the Olympics, this Rollie my trophy.
Before I go I’ma shoot 60, I’m Kobe.
Nigga I’m solid, I been through that fire.
Been tested lke gold.
Lost pops, and was heart broke.
That’s that sh*t I go hard for 30 stacks worth of dog food.
Can’t feed this sh*t to the dog though.
Before I made parole, I had a big knife.
B*tch was on me every time yard broke.

I can’t let ’em hold me, I won’t let them hold me.
Laid back, I’m a dog though
Really got stacks on deck nigga.
Really got killers on Carrboro.
Still it’s good on sight niggas
Be with all b*tches, I don’t like niggas.
K clip take 100 shots, I got lazy only put 90 in it like frruh, uh
I been promised and I always preform.
Went outside the norm
Ran it up out them Msu dorms.
Before you tell me you loyal.
Make sure you know the meaning
Before you go out and do crime.
My nigga make sure you can sit for them seasons.
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