J.R. Writer - Why Try (feat. S.A.S.) lyric

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Mayhem:
You know, yeah
S.A.S., Streets All Salute, JR Writer
Dutch Beetz, yeah
We the BeeGees

Verse 1
S.A.S.:
Mega:
I've been patient fam
Stuck in this crazy land
Where men'll lick your head off your shoulders so they could make a grand
Mayhem:
No snitchin', naw, I'm �bout to take a stand
My chopper gets to spit and you fakin', its finna make da band
Mega:
No safety, blow like it's A.C.
Call me bird's-eye, you heard why, I make P's
I'm about the wealth
So I need a Range Rover that's named after a book that's about myself
Mayhem:
And it's over doja
When I flip and put the razors to your face I ain't talkin' �bout a Motorola
Big stings, no you won't clap back at us
I'll have your whole strip runnin' like they tryna catch a bus
Mega:
Oh, you sellin' drugs
You can get your melon slugged
Then get swept off of your feet like you fell in love
I can fight but the guns preferred
We them Dipset Thunderbirds, now watch me rain on �em

Hook
S.A.S.:
Why try, you're gonna die
I pull up in a drop with the pistol cocked
When I pop, I'm wavin' bye-bye
You don't drive-by, all you do is drive by
They call us Byrdgang, you heard fam
We fly high
(Repeat)

Verse 2
JR Writer:
My, my, I'm sky high, a fly guy
Pull up to your bitch, and skate wit' a whip from space, I'm talkin' sci-fi
Why try to out-do me, I doubt truly
Listen, J is a ape, so stay in your place, I ain't never been a slouch scooby
Listen, you're not as sharp, I'm getting' that gwap to start (ch-ching)
You ain't seen bigger M's since the McDonald's are
These gangstas pop your heart in front of your bitch
Then turn and look at her like �Who you coming with miss�
You're my son, get the drift
So right now I'll be dissing myself if I called you a son of a bitch (Oh)
Give it up for the Dips (Why)
Cuz it seems so simple (What)
That I'm so sick like a NE-YO single
I will blast �em, leave �em in a casket box
Sleepin' with the saddest ock for leapin' like a astronaut
Keep the Techs sucka
So I don't care if your pops married my mother
I dare you to step brother

Hook
S.A.S.:
Why try, you're gonna die
I pull up in a drop with the pistol cocked
When I pop, I'm wavin' bye-bye
You don't drive-by, all you do is drive by
They call us Byrdgang, you heard fam
We fly high
(Repeat)

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