Grits

Aight boy
That's that shit
That's that grit
What
We can't get out of here
We're stuck in here forever
What's up bro (Aye)

Just tell me if you gone be with me til the end
I'm on the way yeah coming round the bend
Is it okay if I want to be your friend
Thinking about time that I ain't got to spend
Yeah I ain't got to spend a dime
I'm just chilling with my slime
That's the best way that we thinking of to pass the time
I just spit rhymes and I'm doing it everyday
They don't care about my feelings they gone copy anyway
Why they want to copy my style
Flow so smooth yeah I'm going too wild
I'm a sick dude been like this for a while
Walk into the room with a bitch and a smile
Yeah I'm chilling with the gang
Yeah I'm Mr. Clean I just hit a stain
Don't be talking on my name
Don't be walking up with shame
Don't be walking up with shame
Mr. Clean hit a stain

Too faded to make good decisions
Lot that's on my mind
But mainly it's the mission
Doing it like Gordon
I stay in the kitchen
Pull up in a foreign
That's that Hyundai Accent
Your new bitch boring
You can't call that action
Said you made that bitch scream think she's good at acting
Not chasing the dollar signs I'm chasing my passion
Yeah I be doing fine so thank you for asking
Don't care if you feeling signs just know that I'm passing
Everybody that's on the grind so chill when it happens
Yeah, uh, so chill when it happens, uh
Living risky like I'm driving with no seat belt fastened
Hope I don't get side swiped in this crowded traffic
Don't you come at my side fold you like some fabric
I just popped a new mag chopper's automatic
I just popped a few tabs floating on the acid
I don't need a du-rag wavy like the mavericks

Yeah I'm chilling with the gang
Yeah I'm Mr. Clean I just hit a stain
Don't be talking on my name
Don't be walking up with shame
Don't be walking up with shame
Mr. Clean hit a stain