Grimm

Tell them Kids leave the block before them niggas spin
Niggas paying for their sins
Bullet to his brim
Seen the reaper grin
I got blood in my timbs
Made him bite the curb
Left him by the rim
Heard he was born by the river
So we gon see if he can swim
Grimm

Got some oldheads that id lie for
Got some lil homies id Die for
Got some down bitches that'll hit your party just to sneak us in through the side door
Queensbridge mixed with southside in my bones
Hardly ever see me outside cause last time I ain't make it home
And I got way too much to lose
I'll let you do what it do
I ain't got nothing to prove
Don't get it confused
In my heart I'm still a Goon
Play with me you can get boomed
Ahh damn don't need no blood on my hands
That'd fuck up my bands
That's not in my plans uh
I gotta build up the brand
Take care of the fam and rock for the fans who dream
So ima go get it regardless
Cracked down on the team
I think I took it the hardest
Heard they tryna scheme
If I see their whip ima park it
Shaikah said this shit go retarded
Im screaming daily departed
These streets so mean
You take the wrong pic you're a target
I can't be catching no charges
Gotta finish what we started
I can't relate to these artists
Niggas be getting extorted
The gang put you under the wing
Cuz they got their hand in ya pocket

These streets taught me all I know
Them bodies been falling
These streets taught me all I know
Them bodies been falling
These streets taught me all I know all I know

The clock is ticking I gotta get ready
Them shooters is ready that ruger protect me
My shorty a baddie that pussy is deadly
And I'm talking baddie like Keisha in belly
Been on my grind so ain't shit you can tell me
When bitches pull up we got liq's at the telly
Give her a sip then get up in her belly
We fuck to her jam make it jiggle like jelly
Lightskinned Beyonce's a couple of Kelly's
Threw on that Chris Brown and she said I'm ready
She know the vibe she fuck with me heavy
a foreign no fivi this bitch is a wetty
She got that drip
She put her clit on my lip
Stick my tongue out and I flick
But don't take a flick
Cant let a bih catch me slip
Came in her crib with no grip shit
Fuck from the AM to PM
Came a long way from the DM
Windows tinted she can't see him
Got his BM in a BM
Its Too Much Information TMI
Trademark the pussy TM its mine
Got brain when I put it in drive
Climbed on top when I put it in park
Broke her heart but I didn't even try
Fuck on his bitch he ain't getting her back
Im all in her guts no feelings attached
In love with the Pipe she said this shit crack
I played her the track she said this shit slap Facts
Hit it once and ima dead it
She wanna swipe on the credit but I cannot let it
Front on me she gon regret it
She sent a text and I read it and that's how I left it
Reminiscing on my past life
When I said that I would get my bag right
And then re-invest it in the hood
Make sure them niggas is good

But tell them kids leave the Block before them niggas spin
Niggas paying for their sins
Bullet to his Brim seen the reaper grin
I got blood in my timbs
Made him bite the curb
Left him by the rim
Heard he was born by the river
So we gon see if he can swim
Grimm



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Writer(s): Quel Merkerson
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