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Grip is a musical artist known for their powerful and introspective lyrics combined with dynamic storytelling. They incorporate elements of various genres such as hip-hop, soul, and alternative music into their sound. Grip has gained recognition for their thought-provoking and emotive music, often tackling personal and societal issues. more »

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Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Look

Niggas scary, got 'em parrying
Gripper, man, this shit ain't really fair, you took it there again
Heavy is the crown, shit, I'm wearing it with arrogance
You say I remind you of who? The comparisons embarrassing
Look, I done seen niggas come up, I done seen them plummet
I done seen niggas catch a bullet 'fore they reach the summit
Seen rappers claim they from that zone
And niggas from that hood saying they can't come back home
And if you do your chain your watch, nigga, run that holmes
Oh well, he should've never left his gun at home
That's why no matter a nigga whereabouts that 30 on me
Niggas 'round my way can't wait to air you out like dirty laundry
They did my nigga Smoove so greasy that shit hurt, it haunts me
I'm screaming, "Free my cousin Yam," damn, word to auntie
I remember days we was broke as f*ck and posted up in them extended stays
Rocked one pair of jeans so many times I made the denim fade
Started putting pen to page taking chances for some winning plays
Lord forgive me for my sinning ways
And the bars MMA, they got 'em amazed
Shady Records, bitch, I'm rollin' wit the renegades
Still gon' mix the Henny wit' the lemonade
Niggas still afraid, niggas been afraid
And I'm still posted on Colombia
Toting shit to tumble ya, I told you it's a jungle, huh

Still feel like I got everything to prove
And they still feel a way they never seen me lose, nigga
Still spit for nigga huggin' the block
And I still, still don't got no love for a opp, nigga

Still feel like I got everything to prove, nigga
And they still feel a way they never seen me lose, nigga
Still spit for nigga huggin' the block, nigga
And I still, still don't got no love for a opp

I got hoes from my past that wanna be seen
Snakes slithering in high grass, they running a scheme
I ain't let nothing bypass or come in between
Now it's lookin' like thigh pads is under the jeans
jheeze, huh
These niggas my sons and that ain't a term of endearment
Niggas threw dirt on me, I still grew vertically, I know it hurt 'em to hear it
F*ck all the courtesy, I need a thirty piece or it ain't worth an appearance
The hoes that was curving me hit me up urgently 'cause of this German I'm steering
I made my passion my purpose, these niggas cap in they verses
Buddy ain't' bout that action he nervous, IDFT was just scratching the surface
Shit a classic but rap ain't deserved it
Got my feet planted flat on the pavement
Still that nigga that rapped in the basement
Guess I gotta go back to the basics

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