[Intro]
GRIP, uh, look
[Verse]
I'm from where niggas jump in your car when you pumpin' your gas
Keep a thumper to blast, junkies rummage through trash
A few niggas fumbled a bag, but didn't let it humble they ass
Knew they was plummetin' fast and grabbed a gun and a mask
Run-ins with the laws often, credit card fraud, caution
Was a teen first time you threw a flower on your dawgs coffin
And you might drop the top to get attention from the hoes
Keep extensions on them poles for any tension with your foes
Better run it up, no pension in this dimension that we chose
Planted a seed in the concrete and еventually rose
Now herе we are, ghetto superstars, the new idols
All the bitches wanna fuck you, dudes wanna move like you
You work hard to start your kids on a new and improved cycle
'Cause you grew up with your views stifled and a few rifles
Sawed offs, serial numbers clawed off the biscuits
Had your paw-paw suspicious 'cause your dawgs all was misfits
Young niggas squabblin', raw doggin' bitches
All fallen witness to bodies hauled off for riches
Tools squeezed for QP's please be on your P's and Q's
Wrong place in some decent shoes'll land you on the evenin' news
Niggas expectin' me to lose, I can't believe the fools
I'm off of weed and brews, I needed fuel to make the needle move
Now we cookin' with grease, same crook from the east
I put my heart in these words, I put my foot in these beats
I paint portraits for the kids that's from the same porches
Hopped out that mud with stained Forces and got my name scorchin'
Fuck the fame, fortune, glitz, and the glamour, this for Atlanta
All the kids hit with the hammer or pitched in the slammer
Locked in a box on top of a cot, missin' your grandma
I know you wishin' you was still a kid, pissin' in Pampers
Niggas twins when you winnin', grinnin', pointin' blicks at the camera
But when you down bad, watch how many niggas'll scamper
Boys quick to pop shit on Twitter and twiddle your thumbs
Literal bums, mad at what they didn't become
Me, I came from nothin' and made somethin' of it
Dresser drawer for a bank account, we was thuggin'
Goin' half on a sack and split a ounce with your cousin
What you know about heatin' up the house with the oven?
Fools do anythin' for some clout, niggas buggin'
I stayed down and found a different route, now we buzzin'
GRIP
GRIP, uh, look
[Verse]
I'm from where niggas jump in your car when you pumpin' your gas
Keep a thumper to blast, junkies rummage through trash
A few niggas fumbled a bag, but didn't let it humble they ass
Knew they was plummetin' fast and grabbed a gun and a mask
Run-ins with the laws often, credit card fraud, caution
Was a teen first time you threw a flower on your dawgs coffin
And you might drop the top to get attention from the hoes
Keep extensions on them poles for any tension with your foes
Better run it up, no pension in this dimension that we chose
Planted a seed in the concrete and еventually rose
Now herе we are, ghetto superstars, the new idols
All the bitches wanna fuck you, dudes wanna move like you
You work hard to start your kids on a new and improved cycle
'Cause you grew up with your views stifled and a few rifles
Sawed offs, serial numbers clawed off the biscuits
Had your paw-paw suspicious 'cause your dawgs all was misfits
Young niggas squabblin', raw doggin' bitches
All fallen witness to bodies hauled off for riches
Tools squeezed for QP's please be on your P's and Q's
Wrong place in some decent shoes'll land you on the evenin' news
Niggas expectin' me to lose, I can't believe the fools
I'm off of weed and brews, I needed fuel to make the needle move
Now we cookin' with grease, same crook from the east
I put my heart in these words, I put my foot in these beats
I paint portraits for the kids that's from the same porches
Hopped out that mud with stained Forces and got my name scorchin'
Fuck the fame, fortune, glitz, and the glamour, this for Atlanta
All the kids hit with the hammer or pitched in the slammer
Locked in a box on top of a cot, missin' your grandma
I know you wishin' you was still a kid, pissin' in Pampers
Niggas twins when you winnin', grinnin', pointin' blicks at the camera
But when you down bad, watch how many niggas'll scamper
Boys quick to pop shit on Twitter and twiddle your thumbs
Literal bums, mad at what they didn't become
Me, I came from nothin' and made somethin' of it
Dresser drawer for a bank account, we was thuggin'
Goin' half on a sack and split a ounce with your cousin
What you know about heatin' up the house with the oven?
Fools do anythin' for some clout, niggas buggin'
I stayed down and found a different route, now we buzzin'
GRIP
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