Gargoyle
Ink22 we committed
Yeah, Year three baby, we back
I am Gray, Mind of Mila
Yeah, shout out Beef and Hrituparna
Squad
Long days, longer nights
Greatness shown, I was made of stone
I was misunderstood but I made a home
Found my way through the night, lucid lights
If its hate up in your heart then you not my type
Two wrongs might not make a right
But depending on the day I might roll the dice
I ain't perfect dawg, I don't claim that
Seen a lot from this wall
Where your pain at, where your aim at
Probably close to all the things you can't take back
But I don't live with regrets
If it's meant it'll be and if not then what's next
I confess, I ain't pressed, stressin' less
Do me wrong and it's karma that you catch, yeah
Take a shot but I'm bound to intercept, yeah
On the wall but I'm never on the fence, yeah
Real enough to make my opps not legit, yeah
We the shit, yeah
On offensive, fuck a friendship
I need kinship, I'm conflicted
Tryna make the most of what we're given
Hate it when they talk but never listen
We boutta get the money, mind your business
How you talking' shit from the bench, you a bitch, I'm convinced
And when I knock you off just be grateful that you made it on the list
Better pay attention or you'll pay for common sense
I can see the future from this wall and it's lookin kinda
Gargoyle
Yeah, so like, they changed them over years and like
Started making them into things
But originally it was just to like, protect the siding of the building
If its one thing I'm done with its overthinking
Pay me for my time I need compensation
All my niggas stars we a constellation
INK21 we made it out the basement
INK22 We tryna cope with the changes
Meeting with some labels having conversations
I know I could have signed quite a while ago
But the best things in life tend to come with some patience
Gargoyle, put passion on the beat make your heart boil
Put the talons to his flesh if he not loyal
And don't worry bout' my chick cuz she been spoiled, cuz she been spoiled
Torrey Gray finna' drop, they in turmoil
And I'm only pulling' back for the recoil
Funny how the struggle make a great story
Words can't express what it meant to em, ayyy
I was working by myself, it occurred to me, hey
I should go and see if they fuckin' with Gray
And so I made a group chat the love was insane
The love was insane, the love is insane
Try identifying what you missing
Get it then you cooking in the kitchen
INK22 we committed
Tryna navigate through all these isms
Boutta get this money, mind your business
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Year three baby, we back
I am Gray, Mind of Mila
Yeah, shout out Beef and Hrituparna
Squad
Long days, longer nights
Greatness shown, I was made of stone
I was misunderstood but I made a home
Found my way through the night, lucid lights
If its hate up in your heart then you not my type
Two wrongs might not make a right
But depending on the day I might roll the dice
I ain't perfect dawg, I don't claim that
Seen a lot from this wall
Where your pain at, where your aim at
Probably close to all the things you can't take back
But I don't live with regrets
If it's meant it'll be and if not then what's next
I confess, I ain't pressed, stressin' less
Do me wrong and it's karma that you catch, yeah
Take a shot but I'm bound to intercept, yeah
On the wall but I'm never on the fence, yeah
Real enough to make my opps not legit, yeah
We the shit, yeah
On offensive, fuck a friendship
I need kinship, I'm conflicted
Tryna make the most of what we're given
Hate it when they talk but never listen
We boutta get the money, mind your business
How you talking' shit from the bench, you a bitch, I'm convinced
And when I knock you off just be grateful that you made it on the list
Better pay attention or you'll pay for common sense
I can see the future from this wall and it's lookin kinda
Gargoyle
Yeah, so like, they changed them over years and like
Started making them into things
But originally it was just to like, protect the siding of the building
If its one thing I'm done with its overthinking
Pay me for my time I need compensation
All my niggas stars we a constellation
INK21 we made it out the basement
INK22 We tryna cope with the changes
Meeting with some labels having conversations
I know I could have signed quite a while ago
But the best things in life tend to come with some patience
Gargoyle, put passion on the beat make your heart boil
Put the talons to his flesh if he not loyal
And don't worry bout' my chick cuz she been spoiled, cuz she been spoiled
Torrey Gray finna' drop, they in turmoil
And I'm only pulling' back for the recoil
Funny how the struggle make a great story
Words can't express what it meant to em, ayyy
I was working by myself, it occurred to me, hey
I should go and see if they fuckin' with Gray
And so I made a group chat the love was insane
The love was insane, the love is insane
Try identifying what you missing
Get it then you cooking in the kitchen
INK22 we committed
Tryna navigate through all these isms
Boutta get this money, mind your business
Yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Torrey Gray
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