Lyrics People - Ground Up, Marty Grimes

People

People ask what I’ve been up to lately
(Tell the truth, tell the truth)
Ya, I been missing for awhile
(I been missing, I been missing)
Just getting high don’t take it personal
(Oh no, oh no)
When I come down you’ll be the first to know
(Oh no, oh no)
But I ain’t never coming
Nah, I ain’t never coming
(Ya, nigga I be so ghost)
Come get lost with me
Getting money cause that talk is cheap
(Bitch niggas do the most)
Shit, ain’t that the truth
Told Bishop he should pass the juice
(Suckas so ice cold)
That’s frozen, throw 'em in the ocean for boasting
(Nigga I ain’t feel a thing)
Not the love or the hate
We don’t budge, we don’t break, It’s just use
(Three crowns, three kings)
And we been watching the thrown
Can’t stop now I’m locked in the zone
(We don’t show no love)
Yelling Ground Up 'till the end
Only ones I trust is my friends
(We don’t like nobody)
They don’t got a team like mine
Lose sleep over dreams like mine
(They ain’t nothing like us)
All work no play
I don’t know what to say
They be like, «Marty where you been?»
«I see your socials rising, I been analyzing,» shit
«Yo remember we was friends?
««I hope you ain’t forgot about, see you living lovely,» nah
Nah nigga, don’t hit my phone
Nah we ain’t bros, nah we ain’t woes, shit
Real niggas been by my side, so I know who rides
Cause you fakes ain’t bout shit
So let me sit back, light my J, and I be so risky
I’m on the phone with you babe, nigga
Plotting on how to get this cake, my oven on bake
It don’t make sense if it don’t make figures
See I’m always all in, everybody out trynna ball out like Spalding
But from these ruckus that I’m 'causing
Molotov what they asking
I gravitate to those who know me well
Give me some space to contemplate myself
Get the fuck outta my face, fuck outta my face (x5)