GRAY

Check my pockets, I see dead people, got a sixth sense Money better then my old clique, got no missed friends Always got me lookin' mad and keeping my fist clenched Throw 'bout 50 on a tee, that's half a lick spent Though you big but you only makin' small bucks Heard that y'all ain't rock with me, so sad, i'm like Aw Shucks Tell em all its going down, everybody tall duck How could it be all luck, I set it up like Sawchuck And it only takes a second to see that ain't what it seems Tired of you out here always like you living dreams Actin like it's great, I took a peek behind the scenes Not doing that for fun, I see for you it's just a means To an end, I don't rap to make amends, I just talk bout what I know, was never one to go Offend But I might just go and send, a few shots towards ya friend, 'Cause if I do then he need It, massive ego, watch it bend Making tunes, all we do, driving by the ocean Nothin new, wit my crew, just getting promotion Want the blues and the views, can't be steady coasting Just a little posting, I'm already boasting Don't know what's the move, might just have to roll the dice My fit all white, looking like a poltergeist Saving all this cash, imma need to know the price Always got the chicken though, up in my bowl of rice Now I got some good food Put me in good mood Rappin ever stop, cooking up is what I could do Think I would too, if I wasn't cold with it Either that or writing movies, tryna make a motion pic Somehow have to make it, I got hella aspirations Soon achieving mass amazement, every fit a fashion statement By now I'm past impatient, checked wit all my calculations Next half solely cash i'm making and the other half is waiting Racking up hella kills on B-O two Feeling how they gassing me up, C-O two Friends like it so their friends say I D-O too Now I got fake fans, f*ck is we gon' do Making tunes, all we do, driving by the ocean Nothin new, wit my crew, just getting promotion Want the blues and the views, can't be steady coasting Just a little posting, I'm already Boasting Making tunes, all we do, driving by the ocean Nothin new, wit my crew, just getting promotion Want the blues and the views, can't be steady coasting Just a little posting, I'm already Boasting Ballin everyday regardless Shooting deep, the jumper money, you can't guard this Pushing weights got my arm stiff Cuz i'm on some getting lucky with a charm shit Ballin everyday regardless Shooting deep, the jumper money, you can't guard this Pushing weights got my arm stiff Cuz I'm on some getting lucky with a charm shit Bang, bang, bang Uh, uh, uh Alright Alright Alright Alright Plants on my left Hit the bank for transactions Shouldn't be walking 'round, bands lackin' When I'm really that man rappin' They want my swag and can't have it Bateman walk, got that axe on me I was chopping shit up wit my last homie Five point six what that tax gon' keep After working these shifts for the past four weeks Had to take a step back like Harden, but ain't never played around in the garden Level up, constantly evolving, y'all going to see me and Darwin My team all grizzlies My city was now, that's just history Back in O one, way before Christy Been putting work in if you missed me Or want to diss me, try to say something that hits deep, see me all sad, make my eyes get misty Don't worry 'bout being in your top ten, number one spot's where your girlfriend list me Money racking my mind Only thing I see is dollar signs, hold up Thinking 'bout it got me tired Thats why I got bags under my eyes, hold up Whole lot of clowns, that's just comedy relief, uh Said you been rocking wit me, time to see receipts, uh All them can come but you won't find me with defeat Disrespect every single one, make em finally retreat Now we coolin', we just vibin' We just chillin', we just ridin', Charlie Chaplin type of quiet, making movies in the silence Shhhhhh, can't hear me wildin' But you hear me now free styling Know you nervous, trying to be violent When I shoot, bang, green giant Blow up then cop some ice, a chain reaction, uh uh "I'm rocking with you tuff", real shame he actin, uh uh Say that you want to fight, you can't be passive Same for the ones never outside that claim "we active" Hold up, i'm on some fly shit, feel like a Top Gun Rappers who really talk that, bitch I'm the top one Poppin but you can't pop nothin, you like a prop gun I started up, I can't stop going, no I am not done Accelerating, racks up, run it back down Staying bad, thinking in the past now Cha-ching , how the bag sound Whip fast, 'bout to crash out Hot potato, pass 'round Cut different, hash brown Killed the verse, put the track down