Lyrics:
the grapey
They TSA the where abouts
No question, tenderness on internets
We ain't into that
Scrutin' thru the Rob Kiyosaki
Just for my intellect
Hol Up
your pocket
Time you get locked in to work for someone else’s profit
And that’s only human - waking up at 4
Guessing my fate against everyone gone
Unable
Sunday Service in the morning
Preach
We drinking the blood of Jesus, now put your cups up in the air
My name good, heart clean, promise she can tell
Iced
on my name, yours a pitching mound
Niggas out here turn state, then they skipping town
I wish we had a button to push to get rid of clowns
That's why I
I was dancing in a field full of caskets
A good kid, grew up fast, got into fashion
Hit the rap trap, backpacked out to Atlanta
And I'm out. They say
the paradigm
Fantasy of the dreamer
Homicide to the anesthesia
Wake up you paralyzed
My flesh and spirit collide
I️ put my pride aside
This mission sacrificial
Wake up let's go for a ride
Somebody somewhere
Cries out from the inside
Of my mind
We've got the rest of our lives
To live for the moment
And watch
I'm able to create this for myself with hopes to affect others ment-
Ali by writing these lines to hit you deep within your chest
See me with my hood
Every night and day
War on my mind
There was blood on the pavement
Kids on the street
There bodies falling apart
Leaving there homes to breed
And all
Boy, d'you see that stunner? Where I come from, we call it a peach
Peach huh, I like that, peach
Back in 2010 I met her in a liquor store
One bottle
I'ma help you manage I believe in supporting each other
Being by your side when there's no other
If I ain't there in physical I'm there in music
Giving
of you
Hey Stro
You that dude
And I'm proud
Of your success
Why I live by the motto
Don't stress
Let it flow progress
Never rest
Uh
Stro said wavy beats
So
would turn back
To when we were just kids
We never gave a shit
Man I hate this
Just want to feel like I did
I won't be the one to point out that she got a problem with it
Ask her for a dart as I exit, I try to mind my business
Thought I'm soft cuz I grew up
Yeaa
Satan wants me daily
God been blessing right
Yea I'm feeling crazy
Blessings on a kid got me wanna make it crazy
Told em that we made it
Yeah
Cause
Island somewhere far behind
I thought if maybe you heard me
Singing along to landslide
It'd change your mind
My friend gabe called to tell you I'm a mess
If I fuck with you I fuck with you ain't no really no debating
I'm riding by your side right or wrong any situation
The details will come later but
2022, met myself for the first time
Talking to the kid, like, "Nigga you know its your time"
Now I'm waiting, moment feeling electric
Drew a blank,
by myself with Dawson
On the beat, we might put a Grammy
On the shelf, a kid can dream Cruisin burning green
I keep a backwood for the bad days
Hit
Look for a thot that would shake it for me
Subs in the trunk shake your ass out the seat
Smoke out the door, while we ride down the street
Better off
think why do I try
Not mention bruh the country
But I gotta do something
Tryna put up a fight am I losing my mind
I'm losing hope tryna do what's right
I
you something that's on my mind
Stop the politicing we'll all be fine
Stop pickin' sides we stop this divide
Treat people like they divine
People
to fight
Boy, I only fear the God in my life
I'm trying to bring a nation out of divide
I don't see how after this long we have survived
Don't tell a man by
don't understand it
Passing by the blocks where I came from
A lot of things done changed from then how I'm living now
And to my others that know how we
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