Graymatter

Lyrics

[Verse] Ooh they hated Fuck it's Love they debated Invaded [?] got raided and waited Ten cock sucks and three fucks, two embarassments One shade [?] These niggas never gon' be shit but be a bitch Yup they pillow talk That's how my bitches know who a lick And who gon' let it off I play the boss mean it set it up quick and write it off Mazeltof mission make the Jewish money So whoevers in the way on some snake shit My dogs cut 'em off right away [?] East Amhearst and Tierra in the basemеnt Strategizing I can't risk Threw on some namе shit Real bitches back in style, I call them queens too [?] if you come off that Wait I know things too 50,000 dollars in the bag it probably made the paper See a loud broke bitch laugh Be thankful for the favor How I got so much class but can't pronounce shit in foreign stores I'm in Milan pointing at outfits They proud of me in hoods Cause when I drop it you can tell I had food stamps to pay for high pockets Bitch I made up my mind, get wealth Fuck all that rich shit Been after this all my life I'm trying to get shit Generational curse stopped me at first Was born on Ash Wednesday Taking rich from the dirt I know the ghetto is hurt But you can't love me through leaving that's how it work And I be sitting and thinking if I do water and feed it Would I be starving their demons and ending hurts Y'all must have blown all that evil shit on a purse I think since I know my reason that's even worse That mean it sound like a deacon how I be reading and teaching Just want to tell you this evening that you a first The last one with money the best one at marketing I'm in these meetings with my mind to put a heart on it I got to feed a million miles a couple minds too So them offers gonna add up to what it amount to Don't want to discount you The hood taught you everything Nigga we get it I'm just saying how you gonna buy your momma's house with street credit Coullinens and Miami first floors Margiela , Palm Angels on too but I'm keeping my pace No Givenchy on when I walk in the place My niggas pitch base until they somehow feel safe This shit a sick place I try to get 'em healed by giving them the real You know shit they can feel But they numb in their face There ain't no life here Wake up everyday ready to dilate Lay all the guns down why would I lie? All of my niggas want a Benz and a couple baguettes They wanna root but want to shoot too But I'm as good as it gets