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Grymm Lee

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You want fire
Bring the pressure
Like the lighters
On my dresser
No ma'am I ain't impressed
I ain't no muthafucking yes sir
Grown man
About my chakras
Like a modern
Day prophet
Used to run up in your pockets
Now I make my own profit
I had to flip my crooked ways
When my days got dark
Pill popping got old
So I hit restart
Another day
Another dollar
And I still got heart
You ain't ever met a nigga
Like me from the stars
I'm showing all my Trill Wayz
With them Grymm Lee thoughts
Balanced all my shit out
That's why I can't be bought
I don't believe shit out your mouth
That's why I can't be taught
Freestyling less than smiling
Premeditate my thoughts
Niggas shortened up they life
Trying to block my route
I'm out here
Manifesting commas
Clearing up my sight
Graduated ducking drama
That's the fight I fight
You bitches stressing
Spreading trauma
That's the wrongs I write
My money fucked around and called me
Bout to f*ck all night
I'm bout to double cup my pockets
With these songs I write
You crackas
Praying for a witness
So I don't take your life
Start by asking for forgiveness
When you lay at night
You want fire
Bring the pressure
Like the lighters
On my dresser
No ma'am I ain't impressed
I ain't no muthafucking Yes sir
Grown man
About my chakras
Like a modern
Day prophet
Used to run up in your pockets
Now I make my own profit
I be on my bullshit
Betta get it understood
I be talking all this healed shit
But I wish a nigga would
I dun swung the block through heaven
Now I'm headed back to hell
Ra dun put me on some secrets
And I told him I won't tell
My G dun helped me
Through some real shit
And he told me I won't fail
Kicked back counting digits
Knowing time gone tell
It's like thirty's
The new twenty
And I ain't forty
So I'm good
I ain't run from no mistakes
I had to learn
Misunderstood
Now I wish a bitch would
Try to tell me what I should
Two plus two
Don't equal four no more
Let's get that understood
They say that thirty's the new twenty
And I ain't forty so I'm good bitch
I been handling business
Now I'm back up on my hood shit
Two plus two
Don't equal four no more
Let's get that understood bitch
I dun swung the block through heaven
Now I'm headed back to hell hoe
You want fire
Bring the pressure
Like the lighters
On my dresser
No ma'am I ain't impressed
I ain't no muthafucking yes sir
Grown man
About my chakras
Like a modern
Day prophet
Used to run up in your pockets
Now I make my own profit
I had to flip my crooked ways
When my days got dark
Pill popping got old
So I hit restart
They say that thirty's the new twenty
And I ain't forty so I'm good
I be on my bullshit
From the top back to my hood
I ain't run from no mistakes
I had to learn
Misunderstood
Now I wish a bitch would
Try to tell me what I should
Graduated ducking drama
That's the fight I fight
You bitches stressing
Spreading trauma
That's the wrongs I write
My money fucked around and called me
Bout to f*ck all night
I'm bout to double cup my pockets
With these songs I write

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