What You Hear Pt. 3 Songtext
von BigWalkDog
What You Hear Pt. 3 Songtext
Gonna be countin′ the bud out
Prolly need a new accountant
Money buy the ounces, I can't
Money buy the ounces, I can′t
Money buy the ounces, I can't count 'em
Hey, shit gettin′ critical
Carter got his daddy in the middle of
Some shit that these young niggas killin′ for and they drillin' for
Catch a opp at the store and ju′ fill him up
Now he scared 'cause Tucker ju′ hit him up
Last spread, said Jimmy done killed the plug (what?)
Saw his cousins pull off when they heard the gun
Carter trippin' ′cause he don't know what he done
Jimmy Carter daddy, Carter Jimmy son
If they see Jimmy out, they gon' get him gone
Tote my switches to drums, they gon′ do him wrong
Carter said, "Ay, Tucker, stay on the phone"
Carter finna tell Jimmy what goin′ on
But he walked in the room, he already gone
He ju' left with a bitch he be fuckin′ on and suckin' on
And these niggas with money, they come along
But see, Jimmy ain′t know she ain't come along
Got some niggas with choppas outside his home, Pablo body gone
Carter clean out the Cutlass and found a phone
A Nokia that Pablo been talkin′ on (rrr)
Read the message his daddy sent to the phone
Sayin', "Ay, Pablo, what poppin'? What you been on?
How your lil′ brother Tucker and mama doin′?
Got a plug in the A who illegal growin'
I′ma pay you for all the love you was showin'
But I got a new plug who got cheaper orders
I′ma pay you back Tuesday with 40 waters"
Pablo text him right back, he said, "Jimmy, no (uh-uh)
That ain't how it get done, you know how it roll
If you buyin′ from me, that's your only hope
If you get a new plug, gotta cut your throat (facts)
I run all of this city, them people know
Jimmy, come to my house, we should speak some more
'Cause your brother told me to keep you afloat
Me and him was good friends, I thought you should know
You want more out the deal? Come get 80 more" (huh)
Jimmy said, "That′s a bet, I can make ′em flow"
"Jimmy, come by my house and let's make a toast"
He said, "Pablo, I′ll be there, like, ten-to-four"
"Jimmy, bring your son Carter, he gettin' older
Really think that lil′ Tucker should get to know him"
Jimmy text Pablo back and said, "Bet, fasho"
They sent all of these messages two days before
Carter ain't know the people his daddy know
But see, Tucker already met Jimmy, though
He met him through his brother a day ago (what?)
That′s the day before Carter wished Pablo gone
Jimmy went by himself, Carter stayed at home (baow)
Tucker been doin' Carter, like, far along (baow)
But see, Carter ain't never seen Tucker home
Only go off a clip when they talk on phone
And lil′ Jimmy don′t even know Carter know him
Tucker act like an angel, but hell he goin'
Showed Tucker a picture, his only son
"That′s my son, I cuddled him in the arms"
Tucker looked at the picture, "I know that dude (yup)
Seen him, like, once or twice thug around the school
He the one with the Hemi and all the jewels
He the one that the pretty girls like at school
Think he rode with some gang or some type of crew
He got all of the hos, teachers like him, too
Whole time, he wanna be like the dude (what?)
'Cause he get all the shine, bitches flockin′ to him"
Jimmy ain't know that Tucker was speakin′ envy
Tucker walk up to Carter, lifestyle and image
Jimmy want a new Hemi with tires spinnin' (skrrt)
Balenciaga, Givenchy, Amiri, denim
Those his brothers, the plug, he had helped 'em plenty
You don′t go out and hustle, you don′t get a penny
Pablo feel like lil' Tucker ain′t meant for killin'
That′s what come with his life and this family bidness
Pablo knew that lil' Carter had Jimmy in him
Tucker want everything that Carter gettin′
Carter ain't know his daddy and Pablo dealin'
Carter ain′t know lil′ Tucker backdoor attention
Tucker set up big Pablo, so Carter killed him
Whole time, he want Jimmy out the picture
'Cause if Jimmy gone, Carter lose the image
Then, when Pablo gone, Tucker run the bidness
Damn, hah
I keep countin′ the bud out
Prolly need a new accountant
Hah, hello? Hello?
Tucker? The fuck, hah
Prolly need a new accountant
Prolly need a new accountant
Money buy the ounces, I can't
Money buy the ounces, I can′t
Money buy the ounces, I can't count ′em
Prolly need a new accountant
Money buy the ounces, I can't
Money buy the ounces, I can′t
Money buy the ounces, I can't count 'em
Hey, shit gettin′ critical
Carter got his daddy in the middle of
Some shit that these young niggas killin′ for and they drillin' for
Catch a opp at the store and ju′ fill him up
Now he scared 'cause Tucker ju′ hit him up
Last spread, said Jimmy done killed the plug (what?)
Saw his cousins pull off when they heard the gun
Carter trippin' ′cause he don't know what he done
Jimmy Carter daddy, Carter Jimmy son
If they see Jimmy out, they gon' get him gone
Tote my switches to drums, they gon′ do him wrong
Carter said, "Ay, Tucker, stay on the phone"
Carter finna tell Jimmy what goin′ on
But he walked in the room, he already gone
He ju' left with a bitch he be fuckin′ on and suckin' on
And these niggas with money, they come along
But see, Jimmy ain′t know she ain't come along
Got some niggas with choppas outside his home, Pablo body gone
Carter clean out the Cutlass and found a phone
A Nokia that Pablo been talkin′ on (rrr)
Read the message his daddy sent to the phone
Sayin', "Ay, Pablo, what poppin'? What you been on?
How your lil′ brother Tucker and mama doin′?
Got a plug in the A who illegal growin'
I′ma pay you for all the love you was showin'
But I got a new plug who got cheaper orders
I′ma pay you back Tuesday with 40 waters"
Pablo text him right back, he said, "Jimmy, no (uh-uh)
That ain't how it get done, you know how it roll
If you buyin′ from me, that's your only hope
If you get a new plug, gotta cut your throat (facts)
I run all of this city, them people know
Jimmy, come to my house, we should speak some more
'Cause your brother told me to keep you afloat
Me and him was good friends, I thought you should know
You want more out the deal? Come get 80 more" (huh)
Jimmy said, "That′s a bet, I can make ′em flow"
"Jimmy, come by my house and let's make a toast"
He said, "Pablo, I′ll be there, like, ten-to-four"
"Jimmy, bring your son Carter, he gettin' older
Really think that lil′ Tucker should get to know him"
Jimmy text Pablo back and said, "Bet, fasho"
They sent all of these messages two days before
Carter ain't know the people his daddy know
But see, Tucker already met Jimmy, though
He met him through his brother a day ago (what?)
That′s the day before Carter wished Pablo gone
Jimmy went by himself, Carter stayed at home (baow)
Tucker been doin' Carter, like, far along (baow)
But see, Carter ain't never seen Tucker home
Only go off a clip when they talk on phone
And lil′ Jimmy don′t even know Carter know him
Tucker act like an angel, but hell he goin'
Showed Tucker a picture, his only son
"That′s my son, I cuddled him in the arms"
Tucker looked at the picture, "I know that dude (yup)
Seen him, like, once or twice thug around the school
He the one with the Hemi and all the jewels
He the one that the pretty girls like at school
Think he rode with some gang or some type of crew
He got all of the hos, teachers like him, too
Whole time, he wanna be like the dude (what?)
'Cause he get all the shine, bitches flockin′ to him"
Jimmy ain't know that Tucker was speakin′ envy
Tucker walk up to Carter, lifestyle and image
Jimmy want a new Hemi with tires spinnin' (skrrt)
Balenciaga, Givenchy, Amiri, denim
Those his brothers, the plug, he had helped 'em plenty
You don′t go out and hustle, you don′t get a penny
Pablo feel like lil' Tucker ain′t meant for killin'
That′s what come with his life and this family bidness
Pablo knew that lil' Carter had Jimmy in him
Tucker want everything that Carter gettin′
Carter ain't know his daddy and Pablo dealin'
Carter ain′t know lil′ Tucker backdoor attention
Tucker set up big Pablo, so Carter killed him
Whole time, he want Jimmy out the picture
'Cause if Jimmy gone, Carter lose the image
Then, when Pablo gone, Tucker run the bidness
Damn, hah
I keep countin′ the bud out
Prolly need a new accountant
Hah, hello? Hello?
Tucker? The fuck, hah
Prolly need a new accountant
Prolly need a new accountant
Money buy the ounces, I can't
Money buy the ounces, I can′t
Money buy the ounces, I can't count ′em
Writer(s): Donovan Hardie, Dajour Jamal Walker, Jacob Sclaver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com