Flat Line

Lyrics

[Intro: Grieves] Yeah, DJ Hoppa Vel the Wonder Rhyme serious [Chorus: Grieves] You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine (Aye) That's fine, that's fine I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye) Flat line, flat line You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine (Aye) Anywhere that you go I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye) Flat line, flat line [Verse 1: Vel the Wonder] (Yeah, I found out bitch) Yeah, what you holla at me for? I ain't try'na talk about it if you ain't try'na be more Every day I level up and you ain't try'na keep score I planted by my mama's house and coolin' by the beach more One in Cali, one in New York One overseas where my C's could run through the door A big hitter, I'm still running the score When my bitches spark a blunt in the store They still buzzing for more They claim they love me but they ducking my tours Always say you're fam, but which cousin is yours A pandemic interrupted my course Best believe I'ma rebuttal with force Give me credit like you plugging the source Splitting MCs like a fucking divorce (Be gone, bitch) A politician you want to endorse Follow it, swallow it You're swallowing bottles and bottles of [?] My actions speak loud and I'm proud of these words (Oh you know) With some R&B bitches, wearing hoodies (Wearing hoodies) [?] for a pair of goodies Seem's a little red to me Maybe I'll have an heir to me She can see the air is through me, blessed Judy [Chorus: Grieves] You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine (Aye) That's fine, that's fine I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye) Flat line, flat line You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine (Aye) Anywhere that you go I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye) Flat line, flat line [Verse 2: Grieves] (Yeah, I found that bitch too) They tried to get me on some one and done shit I couldn't be that Or I'ma take a Louisville Slugger to the kneecap A vet up in this game, you study my every recap Your mama, [?] got me listed as their free pass Damn, how many times and how many rhymes have I Kicked, they religiously on my tip like a rabbi Damn I'm fly like "Fly pelican, fly" Got you that raisin and toast like he's one hell of a guy Made a big-ass wave and never surfed it And he's a hydro-electric energy versus My whole crew pack full of legends the head's worship These dumb cats cut through the track like a blind surgeon I bet your mama told you you could be the greatest (Greatest) And no offense, but she doesn't know what she's saying These cats get a little bit of gas then they're waiting Get to chomping and out their ass when they say shit Ooh, wait bitch None of this was ever supposed to get complicated I been around the block a couple times in my spaceship Leveled up the power of my greatness Talk my shit [Chorus: Grieves] You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine (Aye) That's fine, that's fine I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye) Flat line, flat line You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine (Aye) Anywhere that you go I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye) Flat line, flat line