Lyrics

[Verse 1:] We busy eating this food, like it's a buffet Rappin' take a dude to church, like its a Sunday Then we takin' dude to school, like it's a Monday Different days of the week, people wanna hear me speak He, is a monster when it comes to rappin' on these beats I just be added on these beats and goin' savage, I'm a beast Tragic on the beats, so guess it's magic on these beats They know it's madness in the streets No one could mess with me Go, by the name of Stro Nominated for the flow Since I could stand up on my toes, yup, from the get-go I been waiting for this moment, healin' game scars up Like cocoa butter lotion I'm go show 'em I be blowin' Like the wind in the air, fans keep pushing me forward Set an example for ya son, set an example for ya daughter Parents understand my music if they honor what I'm doin' Then I'ma leave ya clueless like right after I'm through witcha Rappers like, "kid, man, what am I gonna do with ya?" I'm gon' be ballin' forever, so just loosen up Like a tooth, I knock 'em out with a toothbrush Prepare for lyrical war, I could be the rap trooper Tryna say I need to take a break, I rap too much Ha, man you gotta be a fool, bruh Still in the buffet, my team gotta eat too, bruh I'm representin' my town, I can't lose, bruh I don't know 'bout you, but I'm livin' in space I only got one important thing I need to say [Hook] Where my Grammy at? I been waitin' too long Where my Grammy at? I'm goin' hard on these songs People judge and criticize about the songs you make Nowadays, rappers is beefin' just to get in my place [Verse 2:] I'm at the top of the world You a ice cube, I'm a glacier I'ma end up being king if I keep up this behavior Tell 'em to hold down the children, I'm in it I kill it, the illest The realest, you feel it Haters stop grillin' in it I'm smooth, I'm cool, I'm chillin When I touch a check I'm tryna see more than a million Zeros, zeros So much cheese that I could make a hero So much power that I could make a hero Yo, I'm tired of waiting Finna get my Grammy right now I got one question, listen [Hook] Where my Grammy at? I been waitin' too long Where my Grammy at? I'm goin' hard on these songs Astro [Outro] Kanyeezy man, wassup man? You know what it is, I know what it is We know what it is I feel ya pain, homie, haha Yo Jay-Z, man Hova You been in it since the nineties, man Let me-Lemme get a slice of bread, man You got a loaf, all I want is a slice You feel me? And P. Diddy, man They call him Mr. Real Estate Man, lemme get my own tv show, man Making the Boy and The Band But without the band, feel me? haha Yo Russell, sup man? Look out for me. They don't give scholarships for Hip-Hop, ha And 50 You already know what it is, man I gotta hang with the gorillas, get some street creds Yeah Oh yeah, Three 6 Mafia, man, what up? Oh, hold on. I'm buggin' They got Oscars, ha Wrong song