Grip

Tight pistol grip, glock 26 wit the 30 clip I remember I was sellin nicks, then to flippin zips I remember since I was a kid section 8 & wic Tryna hide my pain growin up & not havin shit I just knew I had to make a way, either that or this Cant no other nigga fit my frame if he six-6 I will put this steel to yo brain if u think u slick I got rage runnin thru my veins nigga f*ck a chip Cereal no sugar it was Ants in my fuckin kix I was 6 when I seen death pull up wit the stick Gotcho bitch on the subject quick Want the ruler dick Ima drip, all this fuckin sauce til it have u sick Weed smoke lookin like exhaust All my bitches thick I got hate, for a pussy boy that dont love his kid 16 in a coupe deville fresh n painted shit Troop real, we gone shoot to kill Air it like a vent C-Class wit the stock tints on the baby mama Benz Summer time coolin wit my 5s right on Madison Want my life look me in my eyes try n take it then Wipe my ass wit a Gucci rag then buy that bitch again Niggas see u out here grinding for yo shit Hoping 1 day they gone see u fall or catch u slip Everyday im out here hustlin' makin flips So I gotta keep my pistol in my grip Pull up 2 mercedes silver bullet whips Promise aint no safety run up on me I jus blick Everything that I den done can come to this So I gotta keep my pistol in my grip Niggas see u out here grinding for yo shit Hoping 1 day they gone see u fall or catch u slip Everyday im out here hustlin' makin flips So I gotta keep my pistol in my grip Pull up 2 mercedes silver bullet whips Promise aint no safety run up on me I jus blick Everything that I den done can come to this So I gotta keep my pistol in my grip