Drought

Album cover art for "Drought" by Grafh & 38 Spesh

Grafh & 38 Spesh - Rap

Drought

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Duration: 2:24

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Lyrics

[Intro: Grafh] Boom! Analyze [?] [Verse 1: Grafh] Uh, I don't beg pardon, everything I bake harden Rocks the size of a baseball when the base formin' (huge) Fuck scammin', I ain't bank fraudin' (nah) It's dope money, straight fallin' Out the ATM after I'm stickin' my bank card in Ring! That's the bank callin' (hi) Coca leaves in the same garden I thank God in Fiends jump, tongue hangin' out, but they ain't Jordan (ehh) Been to [?], hell and back, but I ain't tourin' (uh) Fiends on my couch eight-ballin' Your bluff on speed dial, nigga, I'm prank callin' Hello, I'm ghetto, hood rich but I'm straight ballin' I rock Lou Vuitton sweatpants to play ball in Gat on my lap straight roarin' Strap over the strap, Bugs Bunny, number eight [?] It's just ugly, run away darlin' 'Cause nothin's funny in the club when I snuck a chainsaw in To cut your main organs, yuck (ooh) [Chorus] I heard it's a drought, so what? (so what?) I got it in, I need my money up front (up front, nigga, uh) You know how I'm comin' (comin', uh) You know how I'm comin' (brrr! ooh) You know how I'm comin' (comin', uh) Nigga, I ain't tryna hear nothin' (kaboom!) Hustlers don't complain, we figure it out (ooh, boom boom boom boom, boom, boom, brrr! brrr! brrrr!) [Verse 2: 38 Spesh] 38 Spesh, ayo I am a boss, reliable source If I am who you cross, you die and that's a justifiable cause I am appalled, they liars and frauds Niggas tryna minus they charge Y'all the reason they wire-tape calls Fireballs, my dialogue inspire broads to sign over the titles to cars They admired my flaws, I violate laws Interrogation room, I got the eye of Ray Charles, huh In other words, I ain't confess I got niggas in prison that still send me letters to the same address, huh The cocaine came and left 'Cause my first move was with the white It's like a game of chess Now act like you ain't afraid of death I ain't impressed with words, y'all just birds that play the nest I took chances and know the game I don't care if they know my name, I put finances over fame Trust [Chorus] I heard it's a drought, so what? (so what?) I got it in, I need my money up front (up front, nigga, uh) You know how I'm comin' (comin', uh) You know how I'm comin' (brrr! ooh) You know how I'm comin' (comin', uh) Nigga, I ain't tryna hear nothin' (kaboom!) Hustlers don't complain, we figure it out (ooh, boom boom boom boom, boom, boom, brrr! brrr! brrrr!)

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Credits

Writers
  • Grafh
  • 38 Spesh
  • DJ Analyze