GrindN

Monk mode real rap kill the mumble

I go tenfold art of war sunt tzu

Rappers on they menstrual doing a whole minstrel

Rappers ripped around like candy wrappers

Rip the chart then burn it after

Ya hear that (Heart beats)

That's the heartbeat of your favorite rapper

His career feeds the worms for years after

End the chapter from the130 bpm pastor

My new project, the soundtrack to the rapture

Ingest threats they in the toilet hours after

Me I'm not impress by these rappers

Maybe it's how they dress

Acting like a bitch but see me I keep it dapper

He probably hip switch Infront of the mattress

Just like the boy

Me I'm out here Grid'n

Move on God's Timing

If we're not aligning

Then your not my kind man

Tried to tell bros but they only think in binary code

Of riches and owes

Pictures and clicks rewrite ya programing soul slamming

Code jamming antics

Got ya car note on my necklace, and ya rent hanging on my closet hanger

Withdraw results and deposit anger, never had lot a friend and never fit in either

I don't need em they ain't real any way

As long as I got Oshun I can chill anyway

As long as I got my wife, I don't need a pill anyway

Bagged her with the magnum energy, y'all can't relate

Heard you couldn't box and my G I can't relate