| What? |
| Yeah
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| Boy (What?)
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| We off the grid, grid, grid
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| This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
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| For when my kid's kid kids have kids
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| Everything we did for the crib
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| Everything we did, how we live (What?)
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| All this smoke got a scent
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| All that smoke kept a scent (What?)
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| Everything I spoke, what I meant (Ah)
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| Never disguise my intent, lines outside the event
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| Brought my life out the trench
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| God, thank God, look what He did, did, did, did, did, did
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| We off the grid, grid, grid, grid, grid (Ayy)
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| What?
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| We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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| I'm off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?)
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| Got tats on my ribs (Ah), tattoos on my ribs (What?)
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| I just tatted my kid, Onyx (Slatt)
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| I just threw twеnty, count it, we was at Onyx (Ah, what?)
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| I just bought me some brand nеw clothes, Dover Street Market (Givenchy)
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| Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte (Yeah, ah, what? Yeah)
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| I'm in the Rolls-Royce on—what you call it? |
| (Yeah, yeah)
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| I light the opp blunt and let your try it (Ah)
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| Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna die (What?)
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| We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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| This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
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| Everything we did for the crib did here
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| Flexin' with the business trip
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| Going cray, take some G6
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| Lit, lit, '76
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| He spit this
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| We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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| Yeah, look, when I was in jail, I was lowkey (Uh)
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| Shout out to supporters that wrote me
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| Eat food, work out and then go to sleep
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| You know I'm prayin', He carryin' both feet (Yeah)
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| Know we got God with us (God with us)
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| You look at me and see a God figure (Uh)
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| And when I start vibin', I know that He with me
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| And I'ma always catch a hard shiver (Uh)
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| I know it's demons in that dark liquor (Uh)
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| We buy a bottle and squash with ya (Uh)
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| Everybody turn into a harsh
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| But my pockets bigger and my heart richer (Uh)
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| My mind smarter, my grind harder (Skrr)
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| And my car quicker (Skrrt)
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| I met her in church, she pray for me
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| She my God-sister (She my God-sister, yeah)
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| I'm only trustin' the people I keep close
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| Sellin' they soul for a repost
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| Remember when I was broke, wearin' cheap coats
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| Now it's diamonds and houses and C notes (Uh)
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| I'm feelin' marvelous (I'm feelin' marvelous)
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| Who let the monster loose? |
| (Who let the monster loose? Huh)
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| They call me a product of my environment (Uh)
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| I tell them, "Nah, I'm what God produced" (Baow)
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| Defense good, and them guards can shoot (Baow)
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| I put 'em on you, it get hard to move
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| Tattoo in my face is the mark of truth
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| Gotta watch what you say when they market you (Huh)
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| I already predicted this (I already predicted this, huh)
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| Y'all only witnessed it (Y'all only witnessed it)
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| Look, got a couple old friends that I'm not really clickin' with
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| I know they pray that we settle our differences
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| I pray that they lower all my sentences
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| I got some demons I'm not even dealin' with
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| They in they feelings, I'm not really feelin' it
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| And I know some members that gave back they membership
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| You switched up, huh, like how you not feelin' me?
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| Look, I act like I care, but I don't really care
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| Now I live in a new buildin' with amenities
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| I got a new ceilin' with a chimney
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| I got a few wanna finish me
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| I don't get too friendly with the enemy
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| You gotta move different when you in the industry, woo, yeah
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| You gotta move different when you in the industry, huh
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| You gotta move different when you in the, look
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| God blessed me with amazing grace (Uh)
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| She fell in love with my day to day (Uh)
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| I just want my problems to fade away (Uh)
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| Man, I'm tired of, I need Gatorade
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| Boy, I got on my feet and I made a name
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| And I made it a necklace, huh
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| When you from the bottom and you workin' hard
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| Just to get the top, then they gotta respect it
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| If you got a voice, then you gotta project it
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| If you got a wrong, then you gotta correct it
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| If you got a name, then you gotta protect it
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| If you give me shock, then you gotta electric (Woo)
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| Tryna live a new life, so I got a new plan that I gotta finesse with (Look, yeah)
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| 'Cause they want me to lose, they ain't part of the Woos
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| I been tryin' so hard not to move reckless
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| We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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| This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
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| Everything we did for the crib did here |
| Flexin’ with the business trip
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| Going cray, take some G6 (Ah)
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| Lit, lit, '76
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| He split lids, then ask for shade, tsk-tsk-tsk
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| Take this trip, trip, trip, this, this
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| This, this, this, this
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| You still on this list, list, list, list
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| I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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| Off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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| First it go viral, then they get digital
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| Then they get critical, no, I'm not doin' no interview
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| Mask on my face, you can't see what I finna do
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| Had to move away from people that's miserable
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| Don't wanna link you, I ain't finna sit with you
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| Ain't finna talk to you, ain't finna get with you
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| Don't get me mad just 'cause I don't wanna injure you
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| She put my paintings inside of her living room
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| Look at the problems and issues I'm livin' through
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| They tryna drown me, I rise to my pinnacle
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| Walked through the block like the neighborhood general
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| Drop me the lo' and then that's where I send it to
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| I was forgettin' you, now I remember, now I remember
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| Did what I want, and I say what I want
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| And I thought you was with me, like how you get sensitive?
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| I got this God power, that's my leverage
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| I got this Holy Water, that's my beverages
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| I gotta help myself out of selfishness
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| I just bought a floor out of Selfridges
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| I gotta make sure they know who they messin' with
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| I gotta tell 'em sorry, they too delicate
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| I gotta stay with God where the blessings is
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| I ain't deliverin' Heavenly messages just for the hell of it
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| Don't try to test me, I keep it clean, but it can get messy
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| I talk to God everyday, that's my bestie
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| They playin' soccer in my backyard, I think I see Messi
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| And this money could never neglect me
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| I pray that my family they never resent me
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| And she fell in love with me as soon she met me
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| We both got it bad mama, bag is more heavy
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| We have to start countin', it's gettin' too petty
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| You not a real stepper, you can't overstep me
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| Just sit back and listen and watch how He bless me
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| He wait 'til I fall and then pull up and catch me
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| Your check is too small, you can't run up and check me
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| Nah, nah, I get 'em fast, see
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| You feel a way, then go pull up and get me
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| Might do somethin' wild if I feel like you press me
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| Nah, I get 'em fast, see
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| You feel a way, then go pull up and get me
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| Might do somethin' wild if I feel like you press me
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| We off the grid, grid, grid
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| This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
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| For when my kid, kid, kids have kids
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| Everything we did for the crib
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| Pray for what folks them did
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| Only thing we pray God forgive-give-give
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| May God forbid-bid-bid
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| He hit one of the kids, kids, kids
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| Took off His list, list, list
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| Look what they did, did, did
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| Pray for the crib, crib, crib
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| Some say A-a-adam could never be bla-a-ack
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| 'Cause a black man'll never share his rib, rib, rib, rib, rib, rib |