Dej Loaf – Try Me ☆ Dej Loaf – Try Me

Tell ’em if they want it
they can come get that (static)
I swear I love my city
I just want a little (static)
See me, they salute me
they ain’t ready for that (static)
Detroit vs. Everybody

I took a bite out the rotten
apple by the poison tree
All these females need to
email to make noise
And I think its changin’ a lot
he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
but not by the seashore
If he gang bangin’ or not
It’s simple as the alphabet
He F with me
that G shall surely see
He definitely is ’bout it
it’s retail fraud, he’s weak
The honest gesture
the trigger finger
’round the diamond tester
we tail flaw with heat
The same soldier
it’s me, myself and I
Ridin’ ’round shootin’ my biopic
and my autobiography
Range Rover
this ain’t the squash beef state
You thinkin’ makeup
we thinkin’ Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle’s, an Aries coupe
might as well ride by in an ambulance
My parachute
like skydivin’ in Hammer pants
So call it siblin’ rivalry
Take his life, call
it the unforgivable robbery
A wise man told me
that holdin’ a grudge is like
Lettin’ somebody just live
inside of your head rent free
(Real talk) I don’t got time
to evict these clowns
Y’all niggas been bitches
that’s none of my business
but I don’t sip tea
(That’s Nickel) Ride around his block
All he knows is pitfalls
that’s why he’s always
climbin’ out his drop
(I got a question)
Do you wanna ride or die?
Welcome to Detroit, mothafucka

Boy I need no halves and halves
I want the game in entirety
100 percent cut
no stitches required
Welcome to Detroit
where if you get that promotion
Don’t worry, man them
bullets will still be at your ass firin’
I still call it safe
I would suck if I was umpirin’
Boy I hit the beat
I just treat that shit like a diary
I’m offended if you hear my new shit
and you ain’t rewindin’ me
Self made
I never needed your bail
or a wire, see
I’m never callin’ collect
I call to collect
My homie wanted a Chevy so
I put my dog in the vet
Plus I’m so loyal that that paper
boy, is all that I fetch
Got the ball
in my hand and the ball in the net
Bitch I’m the D
can’t no offense dunk on me
I’m Mr. Big Shot
these hoes get drunk off me
I’m overrespected
my mama gated
community’s overprotected
So futuristic
I’m already over my next bitch
Reminiscin’ on listenin’
to 50 fifty times a day
Back when tenth grade was
like fifty days away
Tryna get paid fifty ways a day
Used to put fifty on the layaway
now my closet fifty shades of grey
Twenty six and I done lived
a lifetime a few times
From futons to Grey Poupons
In church tryna get a little savings
yeah coupons
I spit that A1 every day
I’m hittin’ new primes
Now the stakes high
niggas surprised at the new lines
Or takin’ down my number like
“you still ain’t got a new line?”
Nah it’s the same
we’ve been laborin’ for years
I know it took way longer than 9 months
but fuck it, it’s all in due time
I turned a blunt to a roach
with dreams of bein’ a Beatle though
Don’t want to, I need to
gotta learn to keep it cerebral
When you come up in a place
where everyone got
a piece but ain’t peaceful
This is just part one, wait ’til the sequel

Tell ’em if they want it
they can come get that (static)
I swear I love my city
I just want a little (static)
See me, they salute me
they ain’t ready for that (static)
Detroit vs. Everybody

Comin’ from them streets
where they thirsty
starvin’ to eat
Just a step away from felon
that’s why they call it the D
On your bleeder, ho
reason for all of this honesty
Honestly no honor roll
but honor the Phantom stripper pole
Cause I’m a Linwood nigga
them young niggas say
Put a stack on your head
you’ll bleed a lake on Grand River
And to think y’all hood harder
then I might beg to differ
Know some killers pull the
trigger for a Swisher and Molly
In a blink I’ll hit your kisser
bet you ass ain’t rememberin’
They say my city’s tougher
than two fat bitches scissoring
So nigga I’m a veteran
retire my letterman
I had K’s in front ya school
but I ain’t go to Kettering
Cough up a line, 313 where I’m from
Zan got me cross eyed
like Bernstein’s son
And these niggas try to copy
but I hold on this time
It’s us vs. them, Detroit vs Everybody

Lately it seems as
if it’s me against the world
Like it was before
my life became a movie
And they used to
use my mothafuckin’
trailer to tease me with
But I flipped that script like AB filler
Painkillers to pop that
lid off that safety seal
It made me feel amazing
made me celebrate me
And if I may reiterate
I ain’t even need a script
I ain’t bein’ conceited
But I made it to radio, eat a dick
I still never ABC the shit
Mainstream appeal
and the skill is what made me iller
Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla
I was daydreamin’
one day I would be the shit
And if I ever end up escapin’
the streets I swear that I would stay here
Still in it, I’m crazy, I’ll always be real
Don’t make me steal an 18 wheeler
Break all of my friends out of here
and take ’em straight
to the Mercedes dealer
Peel off back to the same block
that we came from, rampage
You crazy for me to flip
What’s makin’ you think
I need a switch?
Cause I’m Adrian Peterson
When he’s raging and heated
and on the way to go beat his kid
On the track I spank like he just did
(DETROIT!) I can’t never
leave this bitch
Sick of bein’ treated like me and shit
But Jesus, I can just see
why people quit callin’ me
to do features
And them cyphers
on BET cause if I wasn’t me
I probably wouldn’t want to
play with me neither, shit
Seems to be reachin’ this fever pitch
180 degrees in here trying
to wait for the cedar chips
MCs just bit off more than
they can chew like a face
full of Swedish Fish
Or Lorena with two penises
Hateful and genius, this inconvenience
And for the record
you won’t want this
kind of static in your life
When I’m makin’ you cling to it
They consider tryna reinsulate yah
when it’s maybe
in for another crazy winter
It’s so cold in the D
it is as days begin to tick away
But ain’t this what really
made me into the angry bitter blonde
Sick of bein’ underdog
Don’t make me unleash this shit
release this Pit
May even seem as if
I’m yankin’ your chain a bit or maybe
the way in which I’m sayin’ shit
Is playin’ with your relation, changin’ it
It’s still the same
and Shady’s still a lady killer
Since the day I went insane
and attacked the baby sitter
With a potato peeler and mushed
her face into the entertainment center
It’s like another plane
just entered into Ukraine again
The Bermuda Triangle
and attempted
to make a safety center
Awaiting anyone who ain’t affiliated
it could be danger
Did you make arrangements
with the gangsters when you came here?
And I came to kill ’em

Tell ’em if they want it
they can come get that (static)
I swear I love my city
I just want a little (static)
See me, they salute me
they ain’t ready for that (static)
Detroit vs. Everybody

What up though
it’s the godfather Trick Trick
You either ridin’
with us or gettin’ rolled on
That means Detroit vs
Everybody!
Hey Em let me get that instrumental
take it down to the hood
let the little homies
get this remix crackin’. Detroit!