G.R.A.D.

Okay now watch me set it off

Got tired of being scared to fall

Really had my back against the wall

Left them people in the rear, they know did me wrong

Swear I really took that risk, I had bet it all

Because I'd rather dead broke

Than see my dreams fail

20 years from now, up at desk and writing emails

If you walked a mile up in my shoes, you'd know I've seen hell

People round me tryna plan my life, I guess they mean well

But I

Rather grow my wings back out so I can go and fly again

World try cut them off so many times, but I can't hide again

Sliding on these beats for all these years, now watch me slide again

House of Melodies, come hear them violins

Oh, you can come and hear it

This that digital dash, the way I'm steering

Levelled up to the German engineering

Lyrics piercing your ears, like they some earrings

And the way that the bass been shaking the place

Boy they ain't no way that you can't feel it

And you way outta place, can't match with the pace

All up in the back, that's where I'll leave you

Swear they better turn me up

They better turn me up a degree

Hot outside, so I'm coming with heat

Tryna hop in a foreign and butter the seats

All the vibes, they coming with me

You look surprised, thought we wouldn't eat

Don't know why you lied, and went and told all them boys

That they could run with me that made me mad

Woah, swear that done pissed me off

Been going Krazy Against All Odds, I started to miss Dior

All of this motion, I deeped these tings they started hit me more

Said she missed me, I had to block her girl what you miss me for?

I don't wanna be in contact

Tryna go and sign a contract

Tryna go and get some big cribs

One of them I'll put my moms at

Hustling I'm working 3 jobs

Don't you ask where my mind's at

I can see the clock ticking, 911

Boy, I'm a bomb threat

And I'm 'bout to explode

Let's go

These bars can be hot or be cold, don't know

I'm getting the cheese, yea the provolone

I'm tryna go shopping, get chrome on chrome

The way I been working, this overload

I pray I don't overdose

I put the pedal to the floor

I ain't gon' never let nobody stop me

Cause I'm tryna see my name up on the Forbes

Tryna see Dott on the Forbes list

When I know that my life looking gorgeous

When we turn all the pain into Porches

So I hop on the mic, and I torch it

This path chose, never forced it

I know that God chose me

2019 to 2024, woah, this G.R.A.D