For the Love of Grim Dave (Ft. DRAM)

[Verse 1: Grim Dave]
You gon' craft it the same
I was brought up on this trap shit, [?] and disdained
Masked all my pain with the chronic and the 'caine
That I might mix together, man I gots no shame
I gots no brains and I'm viewed as a menace
All these drugs that I use and abuse and distribute
I move with the villains, the killers, the pimps and the pushers
I'm a myth, I was never ever privileged
But always down to get it, always down for a mission
If my partner can't swim, I might drown for my nigga, real shit
Free Keef Hash, man that nigga doing seven
Probably wouldn't be alive if I ain't met him
That nigga told me move for a minute
‘Cause the streets getting hot up in the beach of Virginia
Niggas keep your heat this winter
Take heed of what a real nigga saying 'fore they missing you

[Hook: D.R.A.M.]
When it's real outside
You can get killed in the field outside
So keep your ass in the house
If that ain't what you 'bout
When it's real outside
You can get killed in the field outside
So keep your ass in the house
If that ain't what you 'bout