Get a Grip Prod. Boy Arthur
Mouth full of karats like I'm bugs bunny
I don't sell drugs but I love money
I don't like drugs fuck a self discovery
Don't have too many friends but all my niggas love me
Spend so much time alone wonder why they put up with me
Thats for my family too wonder how they put up wit me
Said she gone be in town she never said she miss me
She ever love me to begin with I guess that a mystery
This ain't theatre this science I got facts handy
My homie caught his arm he tried to back hand me
He shoulda run the table he was too hammered
Got to him with my words while he just stammered
Tryna follow me home... I said where you live
Get the fuck on boy get a grip
Go the fuck home with that bullshit
Went back smoke wax bump my new shit
Mouth full of karats like I'm bugs bunny
I don't sell drugs but I love money
I don't like drugs fuck a self discovery
Don't have too many friends but all my niggas love me
Spend so much time alone wonder why they put up with me
That's for my family too wonder how they put up wit me
Said she gone be in town she never said she miss me
She ever love me to begin with I guess that a mystery
Mouth full of karats like I'm bugs bunny
I don't sell drugs but I love money
I don't like drugs fuck a self discovery
Don't have too many friends but all my niggas love me
In the studio 4am juggin
Ain't my blood but love my family and all my cousins
I don't sell drugs but I'm still hustlin
I had tried to run it but I kept fumbling
I've been rappin 10 years still upcoming
I've been at for some years yeah you bet that's humbling
Only need one queen I ain't with the juggling
Aint gotta cheat and cross the line like I'm fuckin smuggling
Another day you know I got some heat up in the oven
Another day you know I got some meat up on the grill
Another day they rather hate you than admit you something
Want that something for themselves before you get a meal
Autor(es): Click-Clack
