FAAD (Remix)

[Verse 1: Greg Owens] From the C.O. to across the seas It's the kid named G.O. in the place to be I'm young, black and gifted, so that makes me dangerous I aim to bust, who try to take the game from us Y'all be trippin like Smokey doing angel dust Greg Owens in the name we trust I took my talents to Chicago But I'm still representing O-H-I-O And I'm still here whether you like it or not And the plan is to take my whole team to the top Get better every time my new music drop Give you what you want, whether it's rap or pop And you like it and you know it So don't hide it and just show it When it's all said it done Me and my niggas in it for the long run (Kent talk to em) [Verse 2: Kent] Roll out just to roll by Roll it up just to get high Why y'all trippin man I'm just doing me With two bad bitches, trying to do it three I took the winter off cooking up the heat You'll be lucky that you getting this for free It's what you want and what you need Took a while to plant the seed Now it's time to get your ass up on your feet Same nigga since day one Just added hustle and had less fun Dare a nigga to say somethin' But I'll be ready when the day comes Used to sit up in the back, had enough of that I done got so fucking high off facing face With my dogs making money off of couple cats I'ma show you for Columbus where it's at So I make a lot moves gotta dribble low These niggas wonder what is in what it's hitting for Depending how I'm feeling I say for the low But if a nigga owed down then I'm taxing them And that's real ain't keeping it the other way I smoke kill rolling up until my dying day Fuck how you feel nothing you say hold any weight I repping BJ and Willie forever and a day, everyday [Verse 3: Grizz] My fam the most dope like Mac Miller, for that scrilla I'll kill a mic with a vernacular, I'm that illa Feel like Currensy audio dope I'm that dealer Still hot box in the whip my nigga that's trilla Go getta, Guerilla Unit I was raised on Still the same kid, gold chain on Man I'm just trying to get my aim on I'm shooting for the stars now I'm warmed up nigga game on First chain kind of like my first phone Probably feel the same when I buy my first home Sophomore year wearing gold around my neck I was trying to get some pussy, go from rookie to a vet I wanna hit Adele see you know they got them curves No greek shit but your girl looking in my swerve Catch me whipping riding slow around the block I'ma do it til my heart stop, still Grizz nigga