[Intro: GRIP]
Yeah
[Verse 1: GRIP & TU!]
Con man, I apologize to your mom and
Your grams for wrecking your heart, I guess it was part of God's plan
But wait a sec, 'fore we dead it, here is your roses
Took seven years, shit is bogus, I shed a tear when I wrote this
I admit, I wasn't the best to you (Uh)
I gave you shit, then you dipped, like what was there left to do? (Uh)
Too busy worried 'bout GRIP, shreddin' through revenue (Uh)
I let you slip, should've put you up on a pedestal
Was hardly ready for something you could regard as steady
Now my heart is hеavy, I'll take it far as these bars'll lеt me
I know what happened, viewed love as a distraction
My kids the only things I put above rappin', that's a thugs passion
Cash and drugs, clashin', stashin' emotions under the rug (Oh no)
Not communicatin', thinkin' you'd just know what it was (Oh no)
2017, that's when I started growin' a buzz (Oh no)
Playing catch-up 'cause my peers left your boy in the dust (Oh no)
'Cause when they was focused on rapping, I was focused on us (Oh no)
I could've strived more, now it's two kids I gotta provide for (Oh no)
Window was closin' slowly, had to switch the tempo on those that know me (Oh no)
Get too comfy and you gon' blow it, homie (Oh no)
Packed my metaphorical bag and hit the road, Jack
I promise when I take it home, I'm bringin' gold back
I own that, I ain't expecting you to wait
I got a date with destiny, just let me get a plate, uh
Yeah
[Verse 1: GRIP & TU!]
Con man, I apologize to your mom and
Your grams for wrecking your heart, I guess it was part of God's plan
But wait a sec, 'fore we dead it, here is your roses
Took seven years, shit is bogus, I shed a tear when I wrote this
I admit, I wasn't the best to you (Uh)
I gave you shit, then you dipped, like what was there left to do? (Uh)
Too busy worried 'bout GRIP, shreddin' through revenue (Uh)
I let you slip, should've put you up on a pedestal
Was hardly ready for something you could regard as steady
Now my heart is hеavy, I'll take it far as these bars'll lеt me
I know what happened, viewed love as a distraction
My kids the only things I put above rappin', that's a thugs passion
Cash and drugs, clashin', stashin' emotions under the rug (Oh no)
Not communicatin', thinkin' you'd just know what it was (Oh no)
2017, that's when I started growin' a buzz (Oh no)
Playing catch-up 'cause my peers left your boy in the dust (Oh no)
'Cause when they was focused on rapping, I was focused on us (Oh no)
I could've strived more, now it's two kids I gotta provide for (Oh no)
Window was closin' slowly, had to switch the tempo on those that know me (Oh no)
Get too comfy and you gon' blow it, homie (Oh no)
Packed my metaphorical bag and hit the road, Jack
I promise when I take it home, I'm bringin' gold back
I own that, I ain't expecting you to wait
I got a date with destiny, just let me get a plate, uh
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