Brian Griffin
Hot boxing in that beamer help me clear my head
Thinking bout the last words I heard you said
Before I swallow my pride imma cock my nine and paint the city red
I ain't tryna vent it ain't no words for how I feel
Thinking bout crashing out riding with this steel
Cyclopse aim put that red beam where yo head at
All I need is one shot this 30 clip is for aesthetics
Roll my backwood, gimme head, and ease my mind
Imma break yo back, and you gone rub mine
I can't see you every day cuz I ain't really got the time
But I need that same energy when I hit yo line
Don't be acting different even though you know I'm different
I'm into really having shit, ain't worried bout the image
Bitch I'm in the game even though I skipped the scrimmage
And baby fuck that makeup I be loving every blemish
I need you hold that thang for when I fly into you city
Cuz when them checks get handsome shit don't always be pretty
But if you hold me down we gone always be litty
If you hold me down we gone always be litty
They I say I made it out the Lou I should be proud of my accomplishments
But how I'm supposed to feel when I got family still struggling
I call my lil brother make sure he staying away from other shit
I know it's in our blood we was raised off of hustling
Tell my bitch she gotta chill I come home I need peace
Cuz I already wake up and be mad for no reason
A bitch told on my daddy
Fell victim to the system
Tried to turn me into a bastard
But it turned me into a beast
I tried to take the college route
But I was born in it
When I touched my first dub
I was sworn in it
I couldn't stay in St. Louis
Ain't no foreigns in it
They say He died at 10 pm
But we mourning it
Gotta do it for the streets
Cuz I know the streets listening
It's ironic he was skipping English class
Now he doing sentences
Never thought his dog would talk
He did some Brian Griffin shit
Never had a mentor
And never been apprentices
So I put some og
In a back woods honey
Cuz we never had ogs
Just older crash dummies
Rather duck off with a bitch
Who gone throw it back for me
Then finesse the business meeting
Sign the contract for me
Or a God fearing women
Who gone wake up pray for me
Ain't gotta say I'm different
Cuz you know it when you see me
Drop me in the woods
I'll have the wolves guard my tipi
I tell the black woman
She a queen like Nefertiti
They say the good die young, I tell my niggas to be Great
And you ain't doing it right if you can't feel none of the hate
I still keep a nine cuz my brother doing eight
And I'll be damned if I let somebody touch this plate
On god
Thinking bout the last words I heard you said
Before I swallow my pride imma cock my nine and paint the city red
I ain't tryna vent it ain't no words for how I feel
Thinking bout crashing out riding with this steel
Cyclopse aim put that red beam where yo head at
All I need is one shot this 30 clip is for aesthetics
Roll my backwood, gimme head, and ease my mind
Imma break yo back, and you gone rub mine
I can't see you every day cuz I ain't really got the time
But I need that same energy when I hit yo line
Don't be acting different even though you know I'm different
I'm into really having shit, ain't worried bout the image
Bitch I'm in the game even though I skipped the scrimmage
And baby fuck that makeup I be loving every blemish
I need you hold that thang for when I fly into you city
Cuz when them checks get handsome shit don't always be pretty
But if you hold me down we gone always be litty
If you hold me down we gone always be litty
They I say I made it out the Lou I should be proud of my accomplishments
But how I'm supposed to feel when I got family still struggling
I call my lil brother make sure he staying away from other shit
I know it's in our blood we was raised off of hustling
Tell my bitch she gotta chill I come home I need peace
Cuz I already wake up and be mad for no reason
A bitch told on my daddy
Fell victim to the system
Tried to turn me into a bastard
But it turned me into a beast
I tried to take the college route
But I was born in it
When I touched my first dub
I was sworn in it
I couldn't stay in St. Louis
Ain't no foreigns in it
They say He died at 10 pm
But we mourning it
Gotta do it for the streets
Cuz I know the streets listening
It's ironic he was skipping English class
Now he doing sentences
Never thought his dog would talk
He did some Brian Griffin shit
Never had a mentor
And never been apprentices
So I put some og
In a back woods honey
Cuz we never had ogs
Just older crash dummies
Rather duck off with a bitch
Who gone throw it back for me
Then finesse the business meeting
Sign the contract for me
Or a God fearing women
Who gone wake up pray for me
Ain't gotta say I'm different
Cuz you know it when you see me
Drop me in the woods
I'll have the wolves guard my tipi
I tell the black woman
She a queen like Nefertiti
They say the good die young, I tell my niggas to be Great
And you ain't doing it right if you can't feel none of the hate
I still keep a nine cuz my brother doing eight
And I'll be damned if I let somebody touch this plate
On god
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