- Grieves Back At Em 歌词
- Grieves
- Yo
Back at it
The boom-bap addict
The notepad crusher with a couple bad habits
I've been down since the get down
Never looked back
Made some homies out of idols
Now they givin' me daps
Long roads with a gallon of gas
Keep rolling
These cats keep askin' where the fxxk I'm going
Leavin it wide open
I'm just following the kick-snare
Best believe there's gonna be some whiskey when we get there
God damn
Pullin' out the cork
Out these hobby-ass rappers fallin' back into the board
I was lit from the second the engineer hit 'record'
Me spending the time to hide it is something I can't afford
Mother fxxker fall back
Miss me with the bullshit
Go and get my rocks glass
Fill it with the Bullet
Got that bourbon on my breath
And bright lights on the stage
Rhymesayers Entertainment
Ain't a damn thing changed
Ayo Northside? Check. Southside? Check
Show up to the party rocking live and direct
I got some old school records playin', baby I'm set
Make it last forever like my name is Keith Sweat
Ayo Eastside? Check. Westside? Check
Speakers so loud that it'll break your neck
You can hate it all you want, I don't live with regret
I laid it all out on the table, you can place your bets
Hey, Oops! Shit
I think I made a banger
Motherfxxk it all with both fingers
I just came to kick it
Paid a visit to the bank
Pulling out my last twenty bucks to fill the tank up
Now I just wanna ride
You can catch me on the 5 with my speakers up
Life goes on and I don't give the fxxks
Been around the block
Went from kicking freestyles on the city bus
To building something those who disrespecting me can barely touch
Damn right
Solid to the step
Learn to keep some good company
Surrounded by the best
Whole team got the rhythm steady pounding in their chest
So no matter the occasion, we are one-hundred percent on
Pen in palm, I got the beats on blast
You got a problem with it? Eat my ass
I got that small-batch whiskey on my breath
Bright lights on stage
Rhymesayers Entertainment
Ain't a damn thing changed
Ayo Northside? Check. Southside? Check
Show up to the party rocking live and direct
I got some old school records playin', baby I'm set
Make it last forever like my name is Keith Sweat
Ayo Eastside? Check. Westside? Check
Speakers so loud that they'll break your neck
You can hate it all you want, I don't live with regret
I laid it all out on the table, you can place your bets
Oooh, that's a bad motherfxxker right there
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