Grimy Outside

Thru all the trials and tribulations I caught a sentence from Where they moving metric tons, helping in the sections run Homey said this trank is the new fetty, you should get you some But I'm already making brick money, without no record sound Just got another AR, the smoker walked up to the gray car I served him a four, so he ain't take long If you don't handle shit yourself, it always goes wrong Everyone says that life goes on, except the dead guys Flew back from Cali on a redeye, think I ain't getting mine? They got me twisted like a bread tie I don't regret relationships I had to et die Bridges I had to set fire, I did it and I swam fine I'm on a level that keeps elevating Where killer want to impress me, and they be demonstrating I owed the plug, I guess he fucked up, and then they sprayed him I wasn't hating, I was just thankful that I never paid em For real Its grimy outside have your weapon in hand Cause we might go to jail, but we'll never get jammed Nothing lasts forever stack as much as you can And when the pressures on, stick to the plan Its grimy outside have your weapon in hand Cause we might go to jail, but we'll never get jammed Nothing lasts forever stack as much as you can And when the pressures on, stick to the plan Chopper reading the Bodega, let the nina blow Ordered the chopped cheese, took the ATM machine to go Op's love to hate the kid, and steal the flow Shot up there favorite strip club bloody, and then I steal the dough Finlandia swiss cheese your dome, leave you cold I can see your suld screaming thru the bleeding holes Really banana clip, everything I squeeze explodes Hollows will crease your dome and leave you soaked like Jesus toes I walk on water as well as one of my shows, throw your hands in the air I got extra weed to throw It's like an armed robbery, all you need to know is throw your hands in the air You might get people smoked When it come to being bold homey, we the most Shine like the sun in the sky off of gleaming chrome In this rap shit people treat me like the pope A brand you can trust, junkies be fiending for the dope Its grimy outside have your weapon in hand Cause we might go to jail, but we'll never get jammed Nothing lasts forever stack as much as you can And when the pressures on, stick to the plan Its grimy outside have your weapon in hand Cause we might go to jail, but we'll never get jammed Nothing lasts forever stack as much as you can And when the pressures on, stick to the plan