Gravy
It ain't always grave know everybody done felt some hurt before
I damn near lost it all and got it back out the dirt before
I'm posted on the block ain't posted at no corner store
Nigga tryna swing my block then imma be up on the score
This that bang shit, niggas screaming gang shit
No this not the same shit, I been on some pain shit
I been needing to really vent, imma make 'em feel the kid
Forever I stand one hundred percent
Let me vent
Let me vent
Let me vent
I been on my grind like a mother fucker
If it ain't bout no money i don't answer
Right now my granny fighting breast cancer
But I know she got it she a soldier
Cause why else would god give her this battle
I be speaking bout my life I tell no tattle
I be grinding everyday like a rapper
But no my momma don't like her boy turnt to a trapper
She know I get my thug on
It's murder when them gloves on
Feel better when them drugs on
Can't let them put no cuffs on
And sometimes I kind of fear that I can't love at all, don't play no sports but you know I ball (2k)
It ain't always grave know everybody done felt some hurt before
I damn near lost it all and got it back out the dirt before
I'm posted on the block ain't posted at no corner store
Nigga tryna swing my block then imma be up on the score
This that bang shit, niggas screaming gang shit
No this not the same shit, I been on some pain shit
I been needing to really vent, imma make 'em feel the kid
Forever I stand one hundred percent
Let me vent
Let me vent
Let me vent
I damn near lost it all and got it back out the dirt before
I'm posted on the block ain't posted at no corner store
Nigga tryna swing my block then imma be up on the score
This that bang shit, niggas screaming gang shit
No this not the same shit, I been on some pain shit
I been needing to really vent, imma make 'em feel the kid
Forever I stand one hundred percent
Let me vent
Let me vent
Let me vent
I been on my grind like a mother fucker
If it ain't bout no money i don't answer
Right now my granny fighting breast cancer
But I know she got it she a soldier
Cause why else would god give her this battle
I be speaking bout my life I tell no tattle
I be grinding everyday like a rapper
But no my momma don't like her boy turnt to a trapper
She know I get my thug on
It's murder when them gloves on
Feel better when them drugs on
Can't let them put no cuffs on
And sometimes I kind of fear that I can't love at all, don't play no sports but you know I ball (2k)
It ain't always grave know everybody done felt some hurt before
I damn near lost it all and got it back out the dirt before
I'm posted on the block ain't posted at no corner store
Nigga tryna swing my block then imma be up on the score
This that bang shit, niggas screaming gang shit
No this not the same shit, I been on some pain shit
I been needing to really vent, imma make 'em feel the kid
Forever I stand one hundred percent
Let me vent
Let me vent
Let me vent
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Writer(s): Trae Trae
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