Grim (feat. Lil Ugly Mane & Denzel Curry)

Once this advance hit

Take a 30 grand hit

Bank account damaged

I’ma get some jewels

Ain’t no sense in saving

Rent to be paid in

But ain’t no way to sense in when you end up getting screwed

Thinking you the one

You goin’ end up done

When that Grim Reaper come

could be chilling by the pool

Ain’t nowhere to run man

The Sun’s coming up and

You ain’t gonna be around to see it when its full

Death don’t got no mercy

Got you talking murky

When you popping Perkys

I pop her pussy drop her tushy almost hurt me

Let me get this nut off before the opps could murk me

Could be cops or surgery

Could be disease

Could be bitching, itching, could be fucking fleas

My decision, spend this cheese

Spread it, get it back, snap cheddar jack pat

Ima get em right back (biiitch)

Meet me on the other side

My only regret is that mother cried

And my chick too

I shit you, not

There will be another kid to take my spot

Is it to early for me?

Will there be a jury for me?

Have you heard me Lordy?

Worried you ain’t heard my story

Will it be late at night or in the early morning?

Either way slurping 40’s out in purgatory

Ashamed of myself

The pain that I felt

My paper my wealth

Not concerned with shit pertain to my health

Not concerned with if i hang from a belt

All these people talking I just stay to myself, so what’s real?

Watch me float around my city getting wild

With a stomach full of bile

As I suffer with a smile

Think about it when I wake up

Money all got ate up

At the bar probably get some loot tomorrow

And I’ll be paid up straight up

Floating down The River Styx counting daffodils

Ignoring all these emails from complex and mass appeal

Thinking if I wasn’t such a pussy I’d of had a deal

When I die play my failure on a blooper reel

Once this advance hit

Take a 30 grand hit

Bank account damaged

Ima get some jewels

Ain’t no sense in saving

Rent to be paid in

But ain’t no way to sense in when you end up getting screwed

Thinking you the one

You goin’ end up done

When that Grim Reaper come

could be chilling by the pool

Ain’t nowhere to run man

The Sun’s coming up and

You ain’t gonna be around to see it when its full

Jacking people for their bean stock

Stacking my green up

As i keep my head to the sky as if I seen up

See the blood mix in with the sprite inside of my lean cup

Subdue reality and sobriety as I fiend up

Voices scrolling through every option and choices

Pointless

Nine millimeter might leave me voiceless

Appointed

To a therapist, when I’m very pissed I’m arrogant

Telling myself that I’ll be fine is the point where it’s scariest

Carry this burden for certain i just need a surgeon

To take away all my emotion my system is nervous

You only think deep when a fucking shrink speaks

Only time I count sheep is when a **** six feet

6 deep ten toes now that’s 60 foes

**** i don’t play games N64

I done been to places that you never been before

Heaven and Hell angels, demons is my friends and foes

Once this advance hit

Take a 30 grand hit

Bank account damaged

Ima get some jewels

Ain’t no sense in saving

Rent to be paid in

But ain’t no way to sense in when you end up getting screwed

Thinking you the one

You goin’ end up done

When that Grim Reaper come

could be chilling by the pool

Ain’t nowhere to run man

The Sun’s coming up and

You ain’t gonna be around to see it when its full