Grizzly
Yea, you know when everything starts to line up
Starts to go your way huh
I'm back on my grizzly, making money never felt so good
See that broke shit is history, scraping up change to make my son lunch
If it's bullshit skip me, I ain't got time to deal with you bums
Got my own fucking problems
I'm the one that solves em, you want me involved then show me the funds
Said I'm all for the fun
But if your life revolves around it I'm done
Not for the crumbs, want the whole loaf bro
Willing to do what other peeps won't do
Putting in the work of a whole crew
Shit, there ain't a shovel of dirt I won't move
Ima real man, living by the rules of the old school
Checks or respect, I'm owed both, I told you
There's levels to this shit right here
Sold my soul to the devil just to make a career
I spit heat, always on my p's, que the beat
The only thing I'm ever gon lose is sleep
I'm working hard
Turn it to a job
Murdering them all
Ain't nobody want it with the beast
Never stop
I'm riding for my dogs
Cause the moment one of us gets on, we all gon eat
I'm much more level headed
Got a family that I feed, you know I will protect it
I charge fees cause my shits perfected
I've worked hard to always leave these beats infected
Sick with it, you know I'm addicted
And it isn't some quick gimmick I'm using to trick critics
I'm actually living it
Crafting these raps, it's like Nick did it
You can bet your ass I'm back and it's big business
Big spliffs lit anytime I kick shit
They tried to get with me but really ima misfit
Wait
Really I refuse to be fictitious and lie about my image like I'm something I isn't
I'm here to get it til the digits match the skill
Til my damn killing leave my family mills from the ability
Talk it like I walk it, ain't no knocking the dignity
I got this identity to get it popping like a Kennedy
Shit
Shit man
Hahahaha
I told you
There's levels to this shit right here
Sold my soul to the devil just to make a career
I spit heat, always on my p's, que the beat
The only thing I'm ever gon lose is sleep
I'm working hard
Turn it to a job
Murdering them all
Ain't nobody want it with the beast
Never stop
I'm riding for my dogs
Cause the moment one of us gets on, we all gon eat
Starts to go your way huh
I'm back on my grizzly, making money never felt so good
See that broke shit is history, scraping up change to make my son lunch
If it's bullshit skip me, I ain't got time to deal with you bums
Got my own fucking problems
I'm the one that solves em, you want me involved then show me the funds
Said I'm all for the fun
But if your life revolves around it I'm done
Not for the crumbs, want the whole loaf bro
Willing to do what other peeps won't do
Putting in the work of a whole crew
Shit, there ain't a shovel of dirt I won't move
Ima real man, living by the rules of the old school
Checks or respect, I'm owed both, I told you
There's levels to this shit right here
Sold my soul to the devil just to make a career
I spit heat, always on my p's, que the beat
The only thing I'm ever gon lose is sleep
I'm working hard
Turn it to a job
Murdering them all
Ain't nobody want it with the beast
Never stop
I'm riding for my dogs
Cause the moment one of us gets on, we all gon eat
I'm much more level headed
Got a family that I feed, you know I will protect it
I charge fees cause my shits perfected
I've worked hard to always leave these beats infected
Sick with it, you know I'm addicted
And it isn't some quick gimmick I'm using to trick critics
I'm actually living it
Crafting these raps, it's like Nick did it
You can bet your ass I'm back and it's big business
Big spliffs lit anytime I kick shit
They tried to get with me but really ima misfit
Wait
Really I refuse to be fictitious and lie about my image like I'm something I isn't
I'm here to get it til the digits match the skill
Til my damn killing leave my family mills from the ability
Talk it like I walk it, ain't no knocking the dignity
I got this identity to get it popping like a Kennedy
Shit
Shit man
Hahahaha
I told you
There's levels to this shit right here
Sold my soul to the devil just to make a career
I spit heat, always on my p's, que the beat
The only thing I'm ever gon lose is sleep
I'm working hard
Turn it to a job
Murdering them all
Ain't nobody want it with the beast
Never stop
I'm riding for my dogs
Cause the moment one of us gets on, we all gon eat
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Walsh
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