Letra de Popular Demand - GRIP

(Feat. [])

Might just pull a DMX and drop two in a year

More truth to spew in your ears in lieu of my peers

A loose screw in the mood to ruin careers

Y'all think these niggas tough? (These niggas?)

Look me in my eyes, do it look like I really give a fuck?

The game is all twisted, niggas selling out to get a buck

A chain and flawed pendant, they claim they authentic

Too many names to call, I aim at y'all and paint the walls crimson

I came to cause tension

Threw flamers all through my last shit, my brain evolved since then

But the pen ain't reached its pinnacle

Niggas is minuscule, mental identical with middle school

Mimicking gimmicky nigga interviews

Then wonder why they not winning

Too worried 'bout hot women and tennis shoes

Even when I'm not locked in, I'm top tenning it

Deadass like I rock Timberlands, the block trembling (Why?)

TU! got the bass thumping, I'll do the rest

Y'all sayin' who the best? I ain't too impressed, and so I'm

Back by popular demand (Popular demand)

Niggas plotting on on my mans, we gon' drop 'em where he stand

Whole posse getting bands, got 'em copyin' the plans (Copyin')

Had a pocket full of grams

But these days I need the profit in advance

Back by popular demand (Popular demand)

Niggas plotting on on my mans, we gon' drop 'em where he stand

Whole posse getting bands, got 'em copyin' the plans (Copyin')

Had a pocket full of grams

But these days I need the profit in advance

A prophet stacking a profit, packing a rocket in my jacket pocket

One in the head, I don't have to cock it

Niggas actin', stop it, my shit slap from Old Nat to Brockett

Okay, we got it, GRIP, back to topic

Okay, I gotta die rich (Why?), 'cause I grew up poor

Seen lives expire from age, I seen a few cut short

I seen them Glocks busting, cops rushing through front doors

My city on fire, I know that I can do much more

Maybe I'll show these lil' niggas they can be like me

Trade in all of my designer for a clean white tee

Or maybe I don't and tell them I do it for motivation

And they get more impatient, more robbing and home invasions

More dealing, more killings, mugshots with no feelings

Cell blocks get more tenants, that ain't your business

Maybe you right, maybe I'm better off oblivious

Get rich and act like I never witnessed it, so I'll be

Back by popular demand (Popular demand)

Niggas plotting on on my mans, we gon' drop 'em where he stand

Whole posse getting bands, got 'em copyin' the plans (Copyin')

Had a pocket full of grams

But these days I need the profit in advance

Back by popular demand (Popular demand)

Niggas plotting on on my mans, we gon' drop 'em where he stand

Whole posse getting bands, got 'em copyin' the plans (Copyin')

Had a pocket full of grams

But these days I need the profit in advance

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