Grip lyrics

[Verse 1]
Slept on cots and couches, cell blocks and houses
Of close friends, back hurt 'cause all of their furniture broken
You throw a little somethin' towards the rent to help 'em
But it's clear you done overstayed your welcome
n*ggas seldom escape the hell that held 'em
And get back to the place they fell from
Well um, me, I came back harder than ever
I'm too cold for your little cardigan sweater
I'm so sharp, leave a n*gga artery severed
Part of me raps a part of me, I'm partially tethered
Told TU! we gotta finish what we started together
So until they lock the caskets, drop nothin' but classics
Pop one of you bast*rds, flop and then stress the king
I'm sittin' in the throne, eatin' lemon peppered wings
All these rappers are peasants, quit asking me about 'em
Use your cover for a coaster and I'm ashin' on your album
They been killin' n*ggas off, I ain't askin' how come
I'm at the window with the stick like Malcolm
Your favorite rapper signin', deals gettin' shelved
Allow me to reintroduce myself my name is
G-R-I-P, yeah

[Verse 2]
My n*ggas don't buy land when they touch bread
Instead they go get an apartment in Buckhead
Cop a charger, a Camaro, and some new apparel
Can't see the bigger picture 'cause they view is narrow (Uh)
Kinda like starin' down a shooters barrel
That cash talk got his last thoughts splattered on asphalt (Uh)
n*ggas is trash, please don't let 'em gas y'all
I'm still in my bag from last fall
And y'all don't wanna see poppa with a brand new bag
I f*ck around and take everything you have
I get being trendy, but I can't do fads
Y'all was crafting an image while I ran through pads
I know for a fact you not as tough as you look
You was shufflin' books when I was f*ckin' with crooks
I weigh in on these beats and the scales get tipped
Somebody gotta do it, sh*t, who else but GRIP? (Yeah)