Mrs. Gregg
I'm a cognac drinker I'm a lone wolf
I'm a linebacker I'm a lying crook
I steal hearts I save souls
But I blame Hov because I fuck with Nas
I got a gash scab encrusted scars
Clashes will come for custom art
The customer is well within his rights
5'9" Was the niggas height I got a dime wants to spend the night
I was well within a inch from death police thinking that I shot myself
But I shot first but was shot first
Don't get me wrong yea them shots hurt grandma Edna nursing me to health
So me ankle would get infected my whole cities on percocet
No prescription that can numb this feeling Felons With Firearms the guns concealed
If you don't shoot first the country will GMOs and a bunch of pills
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
You said "it's going down" and told me "get in bed"
Love you I know it now they way you kiss the head
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
And we was throwing down 'twas on that liquor yeah
Then it was pouring and all that liquid red
I reside in the swing of things relationships that we leave estranged
That means it's possible a ghost appears it isn't difficult to leave a lane
Exchanging exes brains for breakfast the home was lesser I blame my credit
Bitch nigga would blame something very crowded so I changed exits
I survived through the wild fires on the west coast where I capsized on a lil boat
Dip from a lil' yacht that's the way to be baptized
By way Virginia the weathers splendid moves weight by the metric ton
Recorded verse just the metronome I rebelled against breathalyzer
You met my freak yea you met Eliza my whole home I was jeopardizing
Two story apartment had to vacate 2side story left space for lies
Gather they arms they will mechanize the Mecca it was just a figment
Not to mention there's an asteroid collision that can hit us matterfact
We can crash any minute
They called you by name they called you Mrs. Gregg
When you're a joke of art and I'm a different egg
You used my head for target the dart hit the edge
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
We slowly fell apart you kept your kept your distance yeah
What if I was to die? And the you'll miss me dead
They called you by my name
I'm a linebacker I'm a lying crook
I steal hearts I save souls
But I blame Hov because I fuck with Nas
I got a gash scab encrusted scars
Clashes will come for custom art
The customer is well within his rights
5'9" Was the niggas height I got a dime wants to spend the night
I was well within a inch from death police thinking that I shot myself
But I shot first but was shot first
Don't get me wrong yea them shots hurt grandma Edna nursing me to health
So me ankle would get infected my whole cities on percocet
No prescription that can numb this feeling Felons With Firearms the guns concealed
If you don't shoot first the country will GMOs and a bunch of pills
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
You said "it's going down" and told me "get in bed"
Love you I know it now they way you kiss the head
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
And we was throwing down 'twas on that liquor yeah
Then it was pouring and all that liquid red
I reside in the swing of things relationships that we leave estranged
That means it's possible a ghost appears it isn't difficult to leave a lane
Exchanging exes brains for breakfast the home was lesser I blame my credit
Bitch nigga would blame something very crowded so I changed exits
I survived through the wild fires on the west coast where I capsized on a lil boat
Dip from a lil' yacht that's the way to be baptized
By way Virginia the weathers splendid moves weight by the metric ton
Recorded verse just the metronome I rebelled against breathalyzer
You met my freak yea you met Eliza my whole home I was jeopardizing
Two story apartment had to vacate 2side story left space for lies
Gather they arms they will mechanize the Mecca it was just a figment
Not to mention there's an asteroid collision that can hit us matterfact
We can crash any minute
They called you by name they called you Mrs. Gregg
When you're a joke of art and I'm a different egg
You used my head for target the dart hit the edge
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
We slowly fell apart you kept your kept your distance yeah
What if I was to die? And the you'll miss me dead
They called you by my name
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Writer(s): Gregory Staples
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