Gritter lyrics

[Intro: C-Mob]
Yeah
C-Mob in this motherf*cker
Midwest in this motherf*cker
Indiana
7-6-5

[Verse 1: C-Mob]
I am a beast
Just give me a beat and I guarantee that I will tear it to shreds
I never sell out for the industry and only rap about carrots and bread
So f*ck a phony ass rapper who be renting chains
b*tch if you think you got respect you musta went insane
I stay in the streets
And yes I am hungry as hell I've been praying to eat
Something, my appetite is for destruction I'm crushing you, this is your day of defeat
Rappers sound like sh*t, they need to gargle with some Listerine
Quitе the f*cking autotune and take your antihistaminе
And f*ck y'all I'm grinding and I'm shining like I'm Mr. Clean
Some of you rappers out there one-timing eating Krispy Kreme's
This is for all of you out there who try to hate there is a code that you don't need to violate
Quite telling lies your demise is what I await
Every last one of you I would annihilate
So you better get back b*tch
And get you some practice
Cause you're not touching me
Sticking you like a cactus
Wipe you off the atlas if you wanna f*ck with me
I'm keep it moving I'll never label myself as a quitter
I'll grind until I'm outta time I am a gritter
[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
All about my money till I die I be a gritter
Thorough bred hustler I'm the pick of the litter
Flow so cold when I spit you get the jitters
f*ck with me and I will make your dreams go down the sh*tter

[Verse 2: T-Rock]
Look like they don limping and skinning so strenuous
Tell me god have I been blessed or cursed?
I never get rest, I'm up 24/7, no stopping I'm up to my neck in work
Got too many habits like drinking and smoking
It's only right that I invest in perc-
I gotta get money, I'm hungry as ever
Make room for the meal and less dessert
You f*ck with my money I promise you that's the mistake of your life
You'll get stretched and merked
Pull up in the alley I let off a shot of you jump in the vehicle press reverse (mmm)
Y'all boys don't work like me
It's plain to see who dead sorry
Got a few Montana stacks they buried in my head harness
I'mma grind with a clique full of killers
My n*ggas at the pick of the litter
We all people in the struggle trynna bubble so I'm soaking up my sorrow in a pit full of liquor
And my n*ggas in the clique throw it of, amped up, don't soft
They'll pass of coffee
Fully equipped with 17 shots
Ready to pop to get a n*gga ass up off me
What you know about 24/7
Strapped up but I got many more weapons
I keep a power move in the works like I make another half a mill in bout 20 more seconds
You a taker from the game, I'mma giver
Look in the eye never say die you a quitter
A blue collar grind
More work than shine it's dirt doing time and you f*cking with a gritter n*gga
[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
All about my money till I die I'll be a gritter
Thorough bred hustler I'm the pick of the litter
Flow so cold when I spit you get the jitters
f*ck with me and I will make your dreams go down the sh*tter