The Grid

Don't you say that we are all gonna pull through
When you don't know the grid like I do

I went in head first learning the ropes at the reserve
And I prayed for the light at the end of the tunnel that I deserve
And you must think I got a leg up from my family roots
But you just don't know enough about the grid like I do

Maybe we just made the cut this time
And we're just inches from being all past our prime
And we've been at it again
And we've been at it again
We drive on
Through the grid
Never looking back for now
Who will make it when I can't make it myself

How do you tell from clothes that are Prada
And the ones that are nada
Same companies just make that up so
I don't even botha
Is it true that in the distant future
We don't even matta
Maybe you should go check out this post that
Someone made on Yadda
How is it lookin' it
Gettin' some crazy subs OMG y'all
How's it look on Insta
It just looks plain shady
So I don't even botha
Hey, check it out they did a recreation of
That scene This Is Sparta
I don't even know and it dun look like a show
So I don't even botha

I can hear your voice but I have no choice
Do we take the risk
When everything falls in place
Could we just play the disc

Maybe we just made the cut this time
And we're just inches from being all past our prime
And we've been at it again
And we've been at it again
We drive on
Through the grid
Never looking back for now
Who will make it when I can't make it myself



Credits
Writer(s): Wyntie Joonho Ahn
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