Get Mine Bryson Tiller (Ft. Young Thug)

[Intro: Bryson Tiller]
Godzilla's still alive!
God!

[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller]
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 T R A P S O U L, 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