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Gritty at Night
by FUNERAL Ant Bell
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“Sometimes you gotta switch the energy up on these niggas”
I really grew up on a block full of nonsense/
Where niggas buy gucci but they can’t afford a conscious/
Coming from the jungle gotta put it all in context/
Learned a couple lessons now I gotta trust the process/
You know I’m back on the grind, it’s my life so I gotta define mine/
The street life is all in my bloodline/
Remember it was wonder bread and butter with the government cheese/
Beside my mother washing clothes in the sink/
Footlocker tees and old navy jeans for the week I was stuck in a phase, I had to go and get me a dream/
From the gutter I don’t wanna die young word to roddy ricch/
Cuz where I’m from you either buss a gun or learn to make it flip/
My brother got adopted by the block he went to play the strip, but kept me on my shit and always told me I was made for this/
You gotta shoot your shot and learn the game it’s only make or miss/
And niggas talking down but when I pull up never saying shit, damn/
I made a way up out the struggle man I used to pray for this/
Young margiela stepper I be flyer than ever/
I need a propeller/
And I just sent my brother a letter, he going through it so I got em forever/
Half the niggas I grew up with are corrupted and I’m showing em better/
But either way you know we sticking together/
I’m just a youngin from that block where it gritty at night time/
I look up at the stars and see my bro in the skylines/
The projects aint the best living conditions/
My niggas still playing the block and they bag in the kitchen/
The young shooters in my city are vicious, I’m keeping niggas at a distance if they acting suspicious that’s real shit/
I always knew I wanted more than a pack/
It’s bigger than that/
I’m here to put my hood on the map/
It’s AB I’m from the trap but I’m bridging the gap/
And lord knows that I was born to rap/
But I remember talking back to my mother/
And now I’m older our relationship is better than ever/
She kept my mind inside the books so I aint never been a plug or a runner/
Remember shootings at the park and I was duckin for cover/
They got my cousin in the pin for a minute 11 summers/
Busy setting trends for niggas they be needing direction/
I cut em off the loyalty was a question/
I never had a gun I learned to use my mind as a weapon/
Early on up in domestic used to chill on the benches/
And I caught on to my environment/
The trap money never came with a plan for retirement/
So I been on some shit that you couldn’t even imagine/
I know a couple niggas who died up in all the madness/
I never had to do it for reactions/
My city is jurassic the young niggas causing all the havoc/
My side different leave the crib and you could never make it back, and you know that it’s a fact/
I remember cold nights in the bricks/
I needed a hug, my mother fell in love with the sniff/
But I’m back on the rise/
Them fake niggas only be your friend in disguise/
But whole time they love to envy praying on your demise/
You know my vision is clear/
I never lied in any one of my rhymes/
And I could never leave a brother behind/
I’m one of a kind/
And lately I been stuck in the grind/
The only thing he ever learned was how to trap now he addicted to pies/
I’m from a city where a fiend never knew how to dream/
They share needles on the ave it’s a casual theme/
I got family and close enemies/
You was really never kin to me I feel the energy/
I know you wanna steal the recipe you full of jealousy/
The Don julio n lemonade my only remedy/
And it got me on some shit you never seen before/
When you got a vision you don’t need a boss/
I’m glad niggas showed me all the lines that I don’t need to cross/
I grew up the villa it was hotter than a fever/
If you prove it to yourself then you could make em a believer/
Shooting off the strength my bro don’t even need a reason/
And I remember niggas took advantage of my kindness/
That fake love had a nigga blinded/
My city really going through a crisis/
But all we ever needed was some guidance/
It’s hard to understand when you addicted to the xannys/
So every day I say another prayer for the family/
My mom the only woman I would cry for/
My dog play the corner living for the same block that he would die for/
Only got a couple real niggas I would slide for/
Ask god why the real niggas in the sky for/
“Sometimes you gotta switch the energy up on these niggas”
I really grew up on a block full of nonsense/
Where niggas buy gucci but they can’t afford a conscious/
Coming from the jungle gotta put it all in context/
Learned a couple lessons now I gotta trust the process/
You know I’m back on the grind, it’s my life so I gotta define mine/
The street life is all in my bloodline/
Remember it was wonder bread and butter with the government cheese/
Beside my mother washing clothes in the sink/
Footlocker tees and old navy jeans for the week I was stuck in a phase, I had to go and get me a dream/
From the gutter I don’t wanna die young word to roddy ricch/
Cuz where I’m from you either buss a gun or learn to make it flip/
My brother got adopted by the block he went to play the strip, but kept me on my shit and always told me I was made for this/
You gotta shoot your shot and learn the game it’s only make or miss/
And niggas talking down but when I pull up never saying shit, damn/
I made a way up out the struggle man I used to pray for this/
Young margiela stepper I be flyer than ever/
I need a propeller/
And I just sent my brother a letter, he going through it so I got em forever/
Half the niggas I grew up with are corrupted and I’m showing em better/
But either way you know we sticking together/
I’m just a youngin from that block where it gritty at night time/
I look up at the stars and see my bro in the skylines/
The projects aint the best living conditions/
My niggas still playing the block and they bag in the kitchen/
The young shooters in my city are vicious, I’m keeping niggas at a distance if they acting suspicious that’s real shit/
I always knew I wanted more than a pack/
It’s bigger than that/
I’m here to put my hood on the map/
It’s AB I’m from the trap but I’m bridging the gap/
And lord knows that I was born to rap/
But I remember talking back to my mother/
And now I’m older our relationship is better than ever/
She kept my mind inside the books so I aint never been a plug or a runner/
Remember shootings at the park and I was duckin for cover/
They got my cousin in the pin for a minute 11 summers/
Busy setting trends for niggas they be needing direction/
I cut em off the loyalty was a question/
I never had a gun I learned to use my mind as a weapon/
Early on up in domestic used to chill on the benches/
And I caught on to my environment/
The trap money never came with a plan for retirement/
So I been on some shit that you couldn’t even imagine/
I know a couple niggas who died up in all the madness/
I never had to do it for reactions/
My city is jurassic the young niggas causing all the havoc/
My side different leave the crib and you could never make it back, and you know that it’s a fact/
I remember cold nights in the bricks/
I needed a hug, my mother fell in love with the sniff/
But I’m back on the rise/
Them fake niggas only be your friend in disguise/
But whole time they love to envy praying on your demise/
You know my vision is clear/
I never lied in any one of my rhymes/
And I could never leave a brother behind/
I’m one of a kind/
And lately I been stuck in the grind/
The only thing he ever learned was how to trap now he addicted to pies/
I’m from a city where a fiend never knew how to dream/
They share needles on the ave it’s a casual theme/
I got family and close enemies/
You was really never kin to me I feel the energy/
I know you wanna steal the recipe you full of jealousy/
The Don julio n lemonade my only remedy/
And it got me on some shit you never seen before/
When you got a vision you don’t need a boss/
I’m glad niggas showed me all the lines that I don’t need to cross/
I grew up the villa it was hotter than a fever/
If you prove it to yourself then you could make em a believer/
Shooting off the strength my bro don’t even need a reason/
And I remember niggas took advantage of my kindness/
That fake love had a nigga blinded/
My city really going through a crisis/
But all we ever needed was some guidance/
It’s hard to understand when you addicted to the xannys/
So every day I say another prayer for the family/
My mom the only woman I would cry for/
My dog play the corner living for the same block that he would die for/
Only got a couple real niggas I would slide for/
Ask god why the real niggas in the sky for/
