S.U.O. Something Unheard Of by Tree Ave Lyrics
[Verse 1: Tree Ave]
Sleepin on you niggas, California king. See Ben Franklin in all my dreams
I transport work in the jansport. Gotta keep the whip clean armor all the dashboard
Got a few stamps in my passport, my girlfriend tell me im a man whore
Well baby maybe one day I'mma change, but right now I need crane in the backseat of a range
I'll grab you by your reins, fuck out your brains. Hit it then its wet, hurricane rain
Hang me out to dry but that magnum be my raincoat. He buy, I sell, that’s not the same boat
Daddy told me worry bout to the bottom line. That’s why I gotta grind until I'm outta time
Hell yea for my squad boy I’m ridetadie, my zodiac is a $ sign
[Hook 1: Tree Ave]
Look at me (X4)
Something unheard of
Run it back
Look at me girl (X4)
Something unheard of
Look (X4)
Run it back
[Verse 2: Tree Ave]
Nigga you hating, I'm plotting to beat you. You could be famous I don’t want to meet you
Unless you got a check with my name on the line. And if that name is yours make that motherfucker mine
Then we can chat, dinner, wine. I'm about to blow like an artillery mine
That right theres a warning, bombs away, I'm fuckin' your wife ten times a day
Hella time to work, no time to play. Getting to that paper, ondalay
All my niggas blowin that green like go. I used to have a girl but that feign life slow
So I cut that hooker loose to replace with a blonde. Smoking on that clyde, Mary J Blige
Its too bright up in the room, baby close the blinds. And roll one up for demarco juans
[Hook 2: Tree Ave]
Look at me (X4)
Something unheard of
Run it back
Look at me girl (X4)
Something unheard of
Look (X4)
[Bridge: Tree Ave]
Bout to cash out (X4)
Show me the ropes
Bout to (X3)
Ask her can she tat me next week
Cash Out
She be the only one that can tat in her sleep
Cash Out
Cold. Ice Cream
I'm religious, do not double cross my team
I'm repping Detroit City, Detroit City
My life is a ho, but she so pretty, right now paying off in 20’s and 50's
I’m the leader of the real nigga committee, you should put the mic down cause your rhymes are shitty
[Hook 3: Tree Ave]
Look at me. Something unheard of. (X2)
Look at me
Something unheard of
Run It Back
Look at me girl (X4)
Something unheard of
Run it back
Sleepin on you niggas, California king. See Ben Franklin in all my dreams
I transport work in the jansport. Gotta keep the whip clean armor all the dashboard
Got a few stamps in my passport, my girlfriend tell me im a man whore
Well baby maybe one day I'mma change, but right now I need crane in the backseat of a range
I'll grab you by your reins, fuck out your brains. Hit it then its wet, hurricane rain
Hang me out to dry but that magnum be my raincoat. He buy, I sell, that’s not the same boat
Daddy told me worry bout to the bottom line. That’s why I gotta grind until I'm outta time
Hell yea for my squad boy I’m ridetadie, my zodiac is a $ sign
[Hook 1: Tree Ave]
Look at me (X4)
Something unheard of
Run it back
Look at me girl (X4)
Something unheard of
Look (X4)
Run it back
[Verse 2: Tree Ave]
Nigga you hating, I'm plotting to beat you. You could be famous I don’t want to meet you
Unless you got a check with my name on the line. And if that name is yours make that motherfucker mine
Then we can chat, dinner, wine. I'm about to blow like an artillery mine
That right theres a warning, bombs away, I'm fuckin' your wife ten times a day
Hella time to work, no time to play. Getting to that paper, ondalay
All my niggas blowin that green like go. I used to have a girl but that feign life slow
So I cut that hooker loose to replace with a blonde. Smoking on that clyde, Mary J Blige
Its too bright up in the room, baby close the blinds. And roll one up for demarco juans
[Hook 2: Tree Ave]
Look at me (X4)
Something unheard of
Run it back
Look at me girl (X4)
Something unheard of
Look (X4)
[Bridge: Tree Ave]
Bout to cash out (X4)
Show me the ropes
Bout to (X3)
Ask her can she tat me next week
Cash Out
She be the only one that can tat in her sleep
Cash Out
Cold. Ice Cream
I'm religious, do not double cross my team
I'm repping Detroit City, Detroit City
My life is a ho, but she so pretty, right now paying off in 20’s and 50's
I’m the leader of the real nigga committee, you should put the mic down cause your rhymes are shitty
[Hook 3: Tree Ave]
Look at me. Something unheard of. (X2)
Look at me
Something unheard of
Run It Back
Look at me girl (X4)
Something unheard of
Run it back