Ground (feat. Drew Famous)
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
They decided to fuck with me
They decided to let me be
They decided to turn the cheek
Uh, uh (uh, uh)
They gonna find out what I mean
They gonna let me build the scene
Won't be long till they see me
Uh, uh
You seein' my name, you seein' my shame
You seein' the game, it's runnin'
I'm pissed off and I can't stop
It doesn't help the numbin'
I can try and you can try
And they can try for somethin'
But where we're goin', I can promise
We ain't seein' nothin'
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
Ok
Wait, I said slow it down and
Wait, chill it out and
Wait, I be stuntin', she said
Wait, I'm gon' lose all of this weight
She gon' love me like it's Saint
I'm a ten and I rate
Don't fuck with me, I'm too great
I want your greatness, you're too late
I got the confidence
Feelin' I'm heaven sent
God created the perfect creature
And his name starts with S
Maybe she want me this time
I'm gonna flex this mess
I'm at an all-time low At least no one notices
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
Uh
Underground
Like the sun is down (sun is down)
Be careful comin' round my crew
They like to gun it down (gun it down)
I keep my brothers round (ya)
Every time I'm steppin out (ya)
Stayin' in my own lane
You might have take another route
Wake up get some bread
I'm countin up 'fore I open my lids
Ain't hear what you said
I'm gettin bucks while you get your rest
Yes
Smokin' loud this ain't gas
Really smell the best
This Baccarat, this ain't Guess (uh)
It's really not a flex
You just not used to it
Been a teacher since a toddler
I never needed no tutoring
Can't act holier than
You ain't hanging on no crucifix
Everybody's not a pro when they doin' shit
They just doin' shit
(Ha)
Had to laugh the pressure off
They be pressin shots
But they ain't pressin none in charge
I walk out on my block
But I ain't tryna get involved (get involved)
Everything's a lock
Until they try with one of ours
Whatchu tryna meet God
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
By ages from about, oh, maybe 15 through, um, 21 or 22
Uh, I was a mess, uh
I quit school, I ran away from home
I came back, I ran away again
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
They decided to fuck with me
They decided to let me be
They decided to turn the cheek
Uh, uh (uh, uh)
They gonna find out what I mean
They gonna let me build the scene
Won't be long till they see me
Uh, uh
You seein' my name, you seein' my shame
You seein' the game, it's runnin'
I'm pissed off and I can't stop
It doesn't help the numbin'
I can try and you can try
And they can try for somethin'
But where we're goin', I can promise
We ain't seein' nothin'
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
Ok
Wait, I said slow it down and
Wait, chill it out and
Wait, I be stuntin', she said
Wait, I'm gon' lose all of this weight
She gon' love me like it's Saint
I'm a ten and I rate
Don't fuck with me, I'm too great
I want your greatness, you're too late
I got the confidence
Feelin' I'm heaven sent
God created the perfect creature
And his name starts with S
Maybe she want me this time
I'm gonna flex this mess
I'm at an all-time low At least no one notices
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground
Uh
Underground
Like the sun is down (sun is down)
Be careful comin' round my crew
They like to gun it down (gun it down)
I keep my brothers round (ya)
Every time I'm steppin out (ya)
Stayin' in my own lane
You might have take another route
Wake up get some bread
I'm countin up 'fore I open my lids
Ain't hear what you said
I'm gettin bucks while you get your rest
Yes
Smokin' loud this ain't gas
Really smell the best
This Baccarat, this ain't Guess (uh)
It's really not a flex
You just not used to it
Been a teacher since a toddler
I never needed no tutoring
Can't act holier than
You ain't hanging on no crucifix
Everybody's not a pro when they doin' shit
They just doin' shit
(Ha)
Had to laugh the pressure off
They be pressin shots
But they ain't pressin none in charge
I walk out on my block
But I ain't tryna get involved (get involved)
Everything's a lock
Until they try with one of ours
Whatchu tryna meet God
Uh, uh
Shut the fuck up right now
Uh, uh, uh
I'm runnin' the game and I'm seein' red red right now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm gonna let you down
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground (uh, uh)
I'm in the shit, in the dirt, in the ground
Ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground
By ages from about, oh, maybe 15 through, um, 21 or 22
Uh, I was a mess, uh
I quit school, I ran away from home
I came back, I ran away again
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Hudick Iii
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