Lyrics

Grimy ****
Steppin' over puddles, you could cry me a river
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah, let me talk my
Yeah, could've sworn I told you, "I'm a grimy ****" (Na-na-na)
Guess I'ma be steppin' over puddles if you cry me a river (Na-na-na)
You was even cryin' when you lied to me, I kept you beside of me
Bonnie and Clyde, I thought you was finna ride and die for me (Na-na-na)
Yeah, I was standin' ten toes hollowin', y'all **** couldn't even gimme five
And I was breakin' bread wit' a bunch of **** who was keepin' crumbs on the side
And I know I took your VV, once you gave that pussy up, that shit fucked up my pride
Got a heart so cold, gotta wear a fuckin' coat 'cause of how I feel inside
I'm the shortest outta everyone I'm standin' with, but I'm still the top dawg everything I'm handlin'
And I don't like talkin' on the dead but since these **** talkin' hot, we celebrate every time they lose a man again (Yeah)
I gotta make 'em understand (Yeah)
I did everything I can (Huh)
I did everything I can
Fuck it, uh, it's time to make 'em understand
How the fuck we beefin', but when you do your interview you mentionin' my name like you a motherfuckin' fan?
**** do a bid then they wanna come home and brag about it like they wasn't gettin' fucked up in the can
And I don't give a fuck about no fifty-thousand dolla' chain when I got the same damn thing on my hand (Yeah)
I gotta make 'em understand (Yeah)
'Cause there's levels to this shit (Yeah)
And I'll know you try to put your dirt on me, but I got shovels for that shit
Saw a car spin twice, so I call my hittas up, now we huddlin' and shit
'Cause you know love in these streets but I love my peace put a double in that clip
'Cause she's the reason I don't slip, let me talk my shit (Na-na-na-na-na-na)
I just got off the phone with my mother, I said, "I promise I never meant to worry you"
I just finished speakin' to my lil' brother, he said, "J, you got me scared 'cause of how you movin', I ain't tryna bury you" (Nah, nah, nah)
And If my dawg got a shiesty, he don't gotta wear no ice, why he 'posed to move a milli, y'all just posted up for likes
Lil' soft ass ****
You ain't even do no drills, for real
You ain't even in the field, for real
I got **** and they kill, for real
Just a hunnid' and I'll seal deal
And you will disappear, for real, for real
For real, for real
I wanna talk to my young one
'Cause y'all **** out here goin' crazy
I feel like I need some guidance
'Cause all I see is violence
And all I hear is sirens, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
So listen what I'm tellin' you (Yeah)
'Cause I would never lie to you
Y'all **** jumped off the porch 'cause what them **** tellin' you
And half them **** lie to you (Na-na-na)
'Cause I don't understand (Na-na-na)
'Cause this is where I'm from
New York City, Ghanistan, na-na
Written by: Justin Irvin Rivera, Kaseem Jahlil Moultrie, Sina Dadashi
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