Jail Pose GRIP (Ft. TATE228)

[Chorus: GRIP]
I done fell off in the spot with all my niggas (Uh)
Ayy, for the one no longer here I pour some liquor (Uh)
And for the homies up the road, nigga, you know how it goes
I'ma strike a jail pose for the picture
Ayy, ayy, I done fell off in the spot with all my niggas (Uh)
And for the one no longer here I pour some liquor (Uh)
And for the homies up the road, nigga, you know how it goes
I'ma strike a jail pose for the picture

[Verse 1: Tate228 with GRIP]
Okay, now hol' up, hol' up, hol' up (Hol' up)
See the world through these lenses (Yeah)
Photos outta them prisons
But my father never showed up
Special cloth with this garment
This fabric niggas ain't cut from (Nah)
Gotta be careful when you walking
We targets niggas a gun for (Bah!)
Another victim to another teen, he sing
"I been off the porch since thirteen
Off the porch since thirteen"
Know how to cook it, if they want beef
All my niggas starving, so we gon' eat
Trust me boy, we gon' eat, damn, the rotation of all them lifers (Uh)
We just picked up that cycle, but shoulda picked up a bible (Boy)
Some niggas picked up a college, others picked up a rifle (Bang)
It's a struggle but we brothers, been working I can't be idle
So when we flick up, it's a jail pose
Corner chillin', jail pose, don't know you
You ain't call before you come through? Thats a hell no
What the fuck you thinking? Lil' niggas killing for Lincolns
Just imagine all that tragedy they causing for a Franklin
Got double cups so they drankin' (Uh-huh)
Percs and Xanny’s they basis (Dang)
Apocalypse of the zombies, see it all in they faces
Niggas been needing straightening, that tool a fix 'em like braces
Heart been racing, you been pacing
This picture you gotta face it
Fuck around and get a tummy tuck
Out here getting yo money up
That’s tragic, niggas laughing
But I ain't seeing what's funny, bruh (Nah)
Damn, that's how the story goes
Let's take this pic but tag me in it
So I can show them hoes
But first let me do my pose (it's Tate, nigga)