GRIP, Kenny Mason, JID - Grip 3:16 lyrics

On what do you base your life, my friend?
(Life, my friend) can you see arou

Yeah, Proboscidea, yeah the route that
We chose is similar, but my flow is sillier
Plus I hit the ground running so hard
If you tried this you'd
Probably explode your fibula
I’m just tryna manoeuvre the
World, it's cold, it's sinister
I’m not sure if a Bible ensures your survival
Thats what I told the minister
I control the temperature
See, rap is mi casa
So don't fuck with the thermostat
Go and earn a sack
And you probably can prosper
I told niggas on "Bernie Mac
" came too far to be turning back
Niggas spar like a tournament, nigga
You bettеr learn to rap
How I'm barrin' it leave you with scars
It's pеrmanent
If it's problems, it's nothin'
Let’s straighten it out
Would’ve thought I was permin' it
Nigga beefing
You might as well stay in the house
’Cause it's strapped like a tourniquet
Wonder what river you'll turn up in
Or maybe I'll burry a nigga alive ’cause
I wanna play in the dirt again
I lost my innocence when I was five
And ever since then it's been turbulent
Your life, I determine it
Terminator with the beam
Burn the hater if he scheme
Permeater of the cream
Preen, turn the tables for the team
Kick the doors down
They don't let in the savages
Ravaging kitchen cabinets, I'm the catalyst
The antagonist
Kickin' asses, and splittin' your cabbages

I'm on Campbell tin, like a
Can of it, cannibals
Cannonball right in your mammy crib
Made a habit of having it
Playing savage is hazardous
He ain't gon' have a limb
Can't put my heart on my
Sleeve, you see this jacket
It cost me a rack for this
I can eat y'all in my sleep
They know whats happening even when napping
It's challenging finding one evenly
Matched with him
Better be JID or GRIP, you look jittery
Get a grip
How the fuck you a hitter, but hit or miss?
How the fuck it's a hit, and the hitter miss?
Oh you think you can hit
'cause you hit a miss?
My sister'll shoot a clip through the hip
Turn the nigga to uterus, you the bitch
Now either your colony followin'
All the tips, or they swallowing hollow tips
I got the shyest lil shawty to swallow tip
Volunteering without a tip now riddle me
Who can get rid of me willingly?
All my enemies mini me's
Wishing the kid in the mirror was Kenny
Please i would really do anything
I never mentioned the miniatures
In the scheme
I know thats what they really need
I'm off of Dill in a crib of thieves
Watching 'em deal a whole hill of weed
I got some menacing memories
They start to mirror the Middle East
Nine millimeter my security
I don't need insurance when I'm sure of these

Uh, look, bruh, I been buzzing like busy bees
And I never had nothin' so pardon me
For buggin' linkin' my niggas like centipedes
Bought a center piece out in East France
In Atlanta I'm praying like Genevieve
Saints, slingin' a nine
There's a breeze blowing pine
In vine, city is insidious
See the signs of a dying breed
Nickel, dime, nigga dime, niggas
Out, they could hide
We gon' find niggas out
Say goodbye, take a drive to the
South, get ahead of 'em, behind your house
Give me credit, I could write
A song, write a letter
Then go put some lead in a nigga to dead it
Need to make a prayer to make
It to heaven, no Halloween
Do the deadliest ever seen
Seven sins, over seven seas
(Six, six, six)
Hope a nigga better bleed (Huh)
But the weight on my heart is so heavily
Ain't no hate on my heart, I'm a hooligan
Throwing this heat like
I'm Patches O'Houlihan (A thug)
Who the man? You the man? I'ma shoot at him
Shoot a man, shoot a man, shoot him
Man, my nigga True Religion, Buddah, man
Slime a nigga out his Louboutins
With a lil uzi, i'm a Uzi fan
Cinema, send a movie to sin a man
I'm a dream and a sprinkle of cinnamon
Heater hit him
Put the hole of a hula hoop inside a hooligan
Who was them niggas you foolin' with
(Hoo-de hoo-de hoo)
Niggas hating, it's humorous