Tha Gritz

This sound like collard greens and gritz
Finna mess up the whole scene with this
All raps don’t sing wit this
Ion' even need the hook
They don’t give me no look
Then I’m going for the steal
Lord take the wheel
Been sipping on the liquor
Pop a couple Advil
Respect me like yo elder
Act like that you know the drill
Been at this for a while
Lot of blood been spilled
(Uh)
I ain’t a killer but don’t push me
(Aye)
Momma didn’t raise no pussy
(Aye)
I’ma Vet not a rookie
Sipping on fine wine
5'9 they over look me
Now its gon' run you a couple stacks just to book me
(Uh)
I got kids I need my ins
So don’t call if it ain’t about the bread
You ain’t call when I was broke
I don’t need no friends
If you don’t got money for your rent
Get yo ass out the club
Come back when you get yo money up
It’s not worth it
Stop splurging
You been fucking up
You tryna keep up wit these niggas aye
I’m tryna blow past em
But I can’t move too fast
A nigga got asthma
Prolly why it took so long for me to get here
Don’t call me bro if you don’t know me
Man the shit weird
I’m catching every blessing coming this year
And the next year
Peep the writing on the Good Year
(Uh)
Leave it up to me I kill the whole game
Grew up whole family selling cocaine
So I ain’t never have to join the dope game
But I wrote raps
Put the fire to ya whole vein
(Uh)
Either niggas know or they don’t Mayne
Either played ball or you sold cain
(Aye)
Niggas ain’t heard it like this
That white that pure
That look like Gritz
If you don’t got money for your rent
Get yo ass out the club
Come back when you get yo money up
It’s not worth it
Stop splurging
You been fucking up