HoodFace - Off The Grid Lyrics

She won't hurt you, she needs your help
Who is she?
She is Alessa
And who are you?
I have many names
Here another one comes tryin' to falsify lies
Speaking on Hood is one thing, speak about Dukes n' you die
Haven't been around cause of personal issues, you know dealing with life
Like working on a job n' getting my mentality right
You not hearing my music I didn't come up with Hood, the people had did it for me
Come to London you'll see I got respect round my territory
You guys are so far off my radar it wasn't your raps that had gotten to me
How you go speaking on flows when I couldn't even hear you on it
You think you like that, you not Future or Kendrick brodie
Everything from your mouth was ass get Shadesa's dick up out it
(Dick up out it)
Cantos Studio you praised a brother, guess the industry got him
Shadesa talking like he met a brother haven't heard a flow up out him
I told you boys that mumble rap is not quite for me
My streams are personal fans it's not no fake bots from a fake certified IG
I woke up, I went to work, I saw the shit that had occurred
I'm a businessman who puts my family first
I lived with Dukes on his sofa
I lived with Dukes n' his momma
We didn't choose Hood because I thought I was gangster n' shit
Hood was actually made by Drew because
I wear a Hood to hide what I'm facing with
I'm not playing, you speak on Dukes again n' I'm killing you bitch
You haven't heard I'm a lunatic
Jefferey Dahmer needs him another dick
How is you J3ThaGod but never rapping bout God?
Go read the Bible n' with life you'll find peace in it
You don't have no talent or no potential
It's funny you diss, I forgot you even exist
Hummma, Humma, Hummma, Hummm, Hummma
Do I sound like him?
Yeah you really do, man it's too acucurate
Shadesa, stop Hawk Tuahin' him
Ewww, that's what he do to him?
I pray not but that's all I hear from em'
They just rumors but I really believe this shit
It's questionable why they would've switched
Who's flows off
J3's time
Need to get your shit right
Talk about your music
Get your cowbell paint your face white
Beg the people to watch your shows
Tell me where you get the nerve
Saying that you'll let me go
No one got your name on they search
Tryna diss us out for clout
Just cause we out preformed you now
Tell us who the show about?
Don't care where we at, I'm showing out
You don't get the fans, when you get the mic, just cause you loud
Held it off for a week
Must of took a while wow
Your bars be weak as f*ck
Still you bleed to tell us huh
Get your bitch boy off my bro's name he ain't worthy of it none
Should've left me out of this one
Call me a kid I'll make you my son
Man Jeff you right
Im too cool for all of you bums
Too cool for you bums
Up now on you sons
Dukes demon in me now
Talk on him, mercy I got none
Cool but I am not
So much bullshit you be on
Don't know who you be, make us laugh with your response
When I was 16 I was on the block
Go ask anyone they all hated me
Nowadays they're thanking me
Cause I helped these kids believe in dreams
When will they meet the real you
No Jefferey, I mean the real you
When you talk about truths that's when they'll probably feel you
Your own fans don't even want to hear you
Change it for them or don't but fail as you wish too
You'll be like Jeffrey Epstein left hanging for speaking on sum you not suppose to
I'm smiling tying the rope too
Let me tell you something else dude
YKK n' Shadesa can't come to your rescue
Like the music, I came to compress you
The guys you call brothers, they're not here to support you