Jehova's tone's on my lips
This prophet poets going Lazarus
In this graveyard game where ghostwriters walk
In the flesh of artists who lack authentic
Creativity
More loves the aim, more life's a gift
Mo money mo problems sounds so rich
From the mouth of man who's wallet weighs thick
Uh
Broke bastard meaning me
So mastered flow to beat
Go capture ur soul in songs
Spirit in lyrics and rhymes in scheme's
Uh
But thats my music muse
But what do I know
Most are style stuck
Trying to go viral
We worship editorial
And pray to algorithms
Hope saints of Spotify
And gods of Tik Tok listen
Watch wifi weaponize haters
Dodge trolly angsty anger
To NPC's Throwing salt
Ur music taste lacks flavor
Yo f*ck that dude GRcNDVIEW
That man he dont know nothing
I'm the born sinner
They talking about this dude
From Manhattan Beach
He ain't know sh*t
He think's he's the young Simba
Boy, you just a little puma
F*ck a puma, you a cat boy
You a little kitten
With legend lungs and sword for tongue
I'll save you the time I'm up next
With wisdom wounds and loss of love
Ive aged wise and come correct
Cs a troubled teen, I greeted death
In the halls of hell, I found this pen
The grim reapers my gritty teacher
Gifting me talent but taking my friend
Im the sun, east, the moon, west
The north south of new best
Poets penning our gens woes
My pen strokes are truth tests
For this world of woe our millineia's grown
Cs Earth gets hotter our hearts grow cold
My centuries empathies very low
So I'll shift the energy and give this toast
And you know, normally I dont f*ck with no
White boys.
But he cold
And for that I'm telling you
Look out for this white boy
So of y'all heard of Jack Harlow
Some of y'all heard of Eminem
But, you know me from Lc, JT
From Inglewood
I heard of GRcNDVIEW
And that boy
He coming next
From the seven seas
To the moons face
From martian dirt
To the millky way
I'm one of one
I'm the one you sought
The dropper of jaw's
The crippled by loss
The poet you pause
Cnd genius the bars
The rhymer so raw
The secret sauce
The prince who was promised
The pocket savant
The starving artist
I'm more than you thought
Wow
Grandview's brought the sound
This is what they
This what they really wanted now
Like wow
Grandview's brought the sound
This is what they
This what they really wanted now
GRANDVIEW - More Than You Thought Lyrics
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English
Jehova's tone's on my lips
This prophet poets going Lazarus
In this graveyard game where ghostwriters walk
In the flesh of artists who lack authentic
Creativity
More loves the aim, more life's a gift
Mo money mo problems sounds so rich
From the mouth of man who's wallet weighs thick
Uh
Broke bastard meaning me
So mastered flow to beat
Go capture ur soul in songs
Spirit in lyrics and rhymes in scheme's
Uh
But thats my music muse
But what do I know
Most are style stuck
Trying to go viral
We worship editorial
And pray to algorithms
Hope saints of Spotify
And gods of Tik Tok listen
Watch wifi weaponize haters
Dodge trolly angsty anger
To NPC's Throwing salt
Ur music taste lacks flavor
Yo f*ck that dude GRcNDVIEW
That man he dont know nothing
I'm the born sinner
They talking about this dude
From Manhattan Beach
He ain't know sh*t
He think's he's the young Simba
Boy, you just a little puma
F*ck a puma, you a cat boy
You a little kitten
With legend lungs and sword for tongue
I'll save you the time I'm up next
With wisdom wounds and loss of love
Ive aged wise and come correct
Cs a troubled teen, I greeted death
In the halls of hell, I found this pen
The grim reapers my gritty teacher
Gifting me talent but taking my friend
Im the sun, east, the moon, west
The north south of new best
Poets penning our gens woes
My pen strokes are truth tests
For this world of woe our millineia's grown
Cs Earth gets hotter our hearts grow cold
My centuries empathies very low
So I'll shift the energy and give this toast
And you know, normally I dont f*ck with no
White boys.
But he cold
And for that I'm telling you
Look out for this white boy
So of y'all heard of Jack Harlow
Some of y'all heard of Eminem
But, you know me from Lc, JT
From Inglewood
I heard of GRcNDVIEW
And that boy
He coming next
From the seven seas
To the moons face
From martian dirt
To the millky way
I'm one of one
I'm the one you sought
The dropper of jaw's
The crippled by loss
The poet you pause
Cnd genius the bars
The rhymer so raw
The secret sauce
The prince who was promised
The pocket savant
The starving artist
I'm more than you thought
Wow
Grandview's brought the sound
This is what they
This what they really wanted now
Like wow
Grandview's brought the sound
This is what they
This what they really wanted now
This prophet poets going Lazarus
In this graveyard game where ghostwriters walk
In the flesh of artists who lack authentic
Creativity
More loves the aim, more life's a gift
Mo money mo problems sounds so rich
From the mouth of man who's wallet weighs thick
Uh
Broke bastard meaning me
So mastered flow to beat
Go capture ur soul in songs
Spirit in lyrics and rhymes in scheme's
Uh
But thats my music muse
But what do I know
Most are style stuck
Trying to go viral
We worship editorial
And pray to algorithms
Hope saints of Spotify
And gods of Tik Tok listen
Watch wifi weaponize haters
Dodge trolly angsty anger
To NPC's Throwing salt
Ur music taste lacks flavor
Yo f*ck that dude GRcNDVIEW
That man he dont know nothing
I'm the born sinner
They talking about this dude
From Manhattan Beach
He ain't know sh*t
He think's he's the young Simba
Boy, you just a little puma
F*ck a puma, you a cat boy
You a little kitten
With legend lungs and sword for tongue
I'll save you the time I'm up next
With wisdom wounds and loss of love
Ive aged wise and come correct
Cs a troubled teen, I greeted death
In the halls of hell, I found this pen
The grim reapers my gritty teacher
Gifting me talent but taking my friend
Im the sun, east, the moon, west
The north south of new best
Poets penning our gens woes
My pen strokes are truth tests
For this world of woe our millineia's grown
Cs Earth gets hotter our hearts grow cold
My centuries empathies very low
So I'll shift the energy and give this toast
And you know, normally I dont f*ck with no
White boys.
But he cold
And for that I'm telling you
Look out for this white boy
So of y'all heard of Jack Harlow
Some of y'all heard of Eminem
But, you know me from Lc, JT
From Inglewood
I heard of GRcNDVIEW
And that boy
He coming next
From the seven seas
To the moons face
From martian dirt
To the millky way
I'm one of one
I'm the one you sought
The dropper of jaw's
The crippled by loss
The poet you pause
Cnd genius the bars
The rhymer so raw
The secret sauce
The prince who was promised
The pocket savant
The starving artist
I'm more than you thought
Wow
Grandview's brought the sound
This is what they
This what they really wanted now
Like wow
Grandview's brought the sound
This is what they
This what they really wanted now
Writer: CARTER BELFORT
Copyright: Lyrics © Vydia, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Vydia, Inc.