[ Featuring GRIP ]
Boom, life happens quickly
From a newborn to near pushin' fifty (yeah)
Wish I could have all my kinfolks with me (uh)
Trying to be free, being poor restricts me
Toot your own horn, don't blow too quickly (yeah)
As a young kid, I let info miss me (uh)
Now I'm making up, got info hit me (yeah)
Straight from Middle GA 'til them folks convict me (uh)
"It was all a dream," and that's a quote from Biggie (yeah, come on)
Dreamin' of Louisville, please don't pinch me (real, real)
Real recognize real, and you don't convince me (nuh-uh)
When Stille come around, you gon' turn to mince meat
Ain't no walking 'round me, can't circumvent me (uh)
Ol' shooter still got it like Dirk Nowitzki
Put you in a blunt like a herb dispensary
Haul you up outta here like I work for Penske
With desire, I shake it off, off
Make the moment by, take a hold
Take control of me
Let my heart, my mind be free
Of your emotion
Uh, I don't care what you on (nah)
I'm just tryin' to do me while I smoke this joint
Ain't tryin' to small talk, nigga, what's the point?
Life's too short, somewhere I was goin' (yeah)
Mindin' my business, nine in the mornin' (uh)
Before I yawn, thank the Lord for this moment
You only live once, got no time for phony (no)
Just a microphone addict, rappin' songs in my attic
Always keep it Nappy 'til I have a heart attack
Only fact I recite, "No Static, Automatic"
And that's word to Greg Nice, it ain't worth the price (uh-uh)
If you have to ask twice then I'ma have to add it
Nickel-and-dime'in-ass niggas is average
F*ck ya two cents, I'm cut from a different fabric (uh)
Reap what you sow, see the thread is unraveling
Bring it from the abdomen and sling it like a javelin
Shit so extravagant, somewhere eating mandarin
Two-stepping to violins and mandolins
Where the drums at? Where my West Africans?
Plug me in, lit like a halogen
But don't mind me 'cause I'm just blues-travelin'
With a bunch of rappin' friends headed up to Maryland
(Eh, ehhh) some say it's a caravan
If you won't let us all in then f*ck your establishment
With desire, I shake it off, off
Make the moment by, take a hold
Take control of me
Let my heart, my mind be free (this the one)
Of your emotion (yeah)
Check
They still snorin', Jack
I'ma make it so them boys can't afford to nap
I'm bored with rap, but still can't ignore the fact
That my pen is iller like a Florida map
Best believe the checks gon' get collected
Stackin' up from my investments, shit is Tetris
Fools who wanna be reckless got a death wish
Please don't end up neckless for a necklace
Ambidextrous, I'm cookin' up with the left wrist
Muah, chef's kiss, this is breakfast
Yes, it's the G to the R to the I to the P
He spit the bars, make a blind nigga see
Think really hard 'fore colliding with me
Got Gs in the squad that'll slide for the free
The maestro, I'm who they tryna be
They spit my flow, I should charge a finder's fee
Like whoa, my throat where the diamonds be
Stray Society, we a dynasty
Bitch, I been on a roll like Meineke
And it's still middle finger to sobriety
If I go then I won't go quietly
You gon' die with me, I got the fire with me
I done seen too many niggas die violently
Whole east side gon' ride with me, GRIP
With desire, I shake it off, off
Make the moment by, take a hold
Take control of me
Let my heart, my mind be free
Of your emotion
