Welcome To the Grimey
Make it Hot
Just Another Day in The Grimey!
We just hoping for some better days
But even in the rain
I ain't never change
Lord knows I want a better way
Cause it's days I went for prey when I should've prayed
But I wasn't eating I ain't have a Grace to say
Hoping that the sun will shine on a rainy day
At least it wash the pain away
But it's safe to say We gone make a way
I'm From a dark block I never heard a bird sing
But I heard the numbers from what a bird bring
I made 200 off my 1st feen
And the Worst thing I was only thirteen
Jumped in a movie No rehearsing
Goin fast forward No reversing
Just me and my brothers we was workin
Hoping all this hard work pays off that we servin
Cuz We was wildlin
Right In public housing
The hustle wasn't private
We was runnin up thousands
Feds see us balling in the game And they scouting
We just came from nothing tryna make something out it
But What do you expect? When our life a mess
Had the Birds in the trap! It was like nest
Different in the Grimey we ain't like the rest
In my jects We wear the techs more than nike sweats
We ain't never cared if the cops come
Cuz they ain't hopping out Till the shots done
I turn special ops If a op come
Bro get the drop He gone drop sumn
I Seen a lot since I been in the streets
Seen niggas catch a body that never been in some beef
Seen the tuffest gangstas go depend on police
Seen niggas go to the island But never been to the beach
Everything good what it may seem
But I been having nightmares In my day dreams
Glock off safety! for my safety
Moving safely by the daily
Cuz It wasn't safe from the start
Shoot outs every day kids can't play in the park
Bro wanna make a movie then I'm playin my part
Couldn't wait for brighter days I found my place in the dark
I do my good deeds Every now and then
Praying and hoping it even out my sins
Cuz I Lost touch with God I'm reachin out again
Cuz i been fightin my demons and Ion think I can win
But life is what you make of it
Never care who grass greener! It's still snakes in it
We all gotta bed to fix and have to lay in it
Better deal with your dirt! Before your grave in it
Make it Hot
Just Another Day in The Grimey!
We just hoping for some better days
But even in the rain
I ain't never change
Lord knows I want a better way
Cause it's days I went for prey when I should've prayed
But I wasn't eating I ain't have a Grace to say
Hoping that the sun will shine on a rainy day
At least it wash the pain away
But it's safe to say We gone make a way
I'm From a dark block I never heard a bird sing
But I heard the numbers from what a bird bring
I made 200 off my 1st feen
And the Worst thing I was only thirteen
Jumped in a movie No rehearsing
Goin fast forward No reversing
Just me and my brothers we was workin
Hoping all this hard work pays off that we servin
Cuz We was wildlin
Right In public housing
The hustle wasn't private
We was runnin up thousands
Feds see us balling in the game And they scouting
We just came from nothing tryna make something out it
But What do you expect? When our life a mess
Had the Birds in the trap! It was like nest
Different in the Grimey we ain't like the rest
In my jects We wear the techs more than nike sweats
We ain't never cared if the cops come
Cuz they ain't hopping out Till the shots done
I turn special ops If a op come
Bro get the drop He gone drop sumn
I Seen a lot since I been in the streets
Seen niggas catch a body that never been in some beef
Seen the tuffest gangstas go depend on police
Seen niggas go to the island But never been to the beach
Everything good what it may seem
But I been having nightmares In my day dreams
Glock off safety! for my safety
Moving safely by the daily
Cuz It wasn't safe from the start
Shoot outs every day kids can't play in the park
Bro wanna make a movie then I'm playin my part
Couldn't wait for brighter days I found my place in the dark
I do my good deeds Every now and then
Praying and hoping it even out my sins
Cuz I Lost touch with God I'm reachin out again
Cuz i been fightin my demons and Ion think I can win
But life is what you make of it
Never care who grass greener! It's still snakes in it
We all gotta bed to fix and have to lay in it
Better deal with your dirt! Before your grave in it
Make it Hot
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Brown
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