BRAYDEN HAVER
LYRICS
-- GRIEVØUS --
Look,
I used the blueprints of Em and Jay when,
They hopped off of Renegade,
Flipping from page to page,
I don’t know what to say,
I tried to play the game,
But its so man made,
Thought,
Why not upgrade?
To another kind of wavelength,
Located in the membrane,
I’ll tell you one thang,
You could not entertain,
What I do on a day to day,
DAMN!
I just penetrate,
You can’t be okay,
You won’t be okay,
Dont make the mistake,
I aint playing games,
Better set a date,
Let em gravitate,
My eyes dilate,
Death in the family,
HA!
The killing joke!
Godfather notes while I look out the window,
Looking at a pistol with an empty clip,
No loose grip,
While I’m stuck in the middle of two sweaty millennials,
Trying to take a selfie with my genitals,
Get off my dick and Stick to what you know,
Arithmetic,
For each and every flow,
Man of the moment - I glow,
Tornado flow - as cold as snow,
Gotta reap what you sow,
Matrix codes coming by foes,
But I’ve been unplugged!
So if they knock you down,
Round to the ground,
You better get - back - up!
Yeah, no backup,
an cut like shredder,
Whenever you enter,
yeah make them need cleanup,
On isle 12,
Board them up and make em feel hell,
My dons startup like a cartel,
Vocal chords soaring like you just fell down a stairwell,
Your bars aren’t doing too well,
Im the landlord and I bet you could tell.
That you just entered my house,
Find something but you won’t find a way out,
I guess you just entered OUR house,
Like a horror story waiting to expel,
You just got lost with no intel,
Amongst crutches, crosses and caskets.
There’s no trespassing - to any soul,
There’s no long lasting - for other folks,
Just the trembling at what we wrote
Aris has had it with little jokes,
OG gets mad before he chokes you,
and Tyree spazzes in the scope.
LETS GO!
-- ARIS HALKIAS --
Mind be runnin so fast i cant keep up with myself
Gotta be like yung halk slow it all down if you wanna see that wealth
I mean i feel it comin, cus every time im hummin, I know i'm onto somethin,
and aint that something?
Yea aint that something?
I mean just last night homie sent the beat, i wrote the track in like an hour
Everytime i put my mind into it, find myself stayin up late like an owl.
Wake up the next mornin and im like yea bro, good work,
Now its like night after night after night, exhasusted like i'm a store clerk,
Workin that that 9-5, but pm to am
U know what im sayin, u feel that?
Its that constant hustle, yea, with no time to relax
If thats what it takes then im down wit it
With my homies, man, and we brown skinned...
SIKE
It's that greek kid with the crazy flow...and them melodies.
When I hit the track all these other boys better get on they knees,
and bow down...to the man of the moment
Cus they know when I got the beat...I own it.
-- OG VINCHENZO --
She ain't got no logic, uhhh like what's yo fallacy,
bite down like a cavity.
Hot like a nova 6, I'm too slick,
I’m in a different galaxy,
Snipe your chick, No Calvary.
Might backflip off the balcony,
In the 9, tryna give my niggas hope,
Proproganda, no Kelsey grammar, I’m like who you tryna promote.
They just comment and watch no periscope,
Your girl on the pole, but she ain't tryna vote.
Riding through the city and it's bitter sweet,
My squad fall out,
I'm talking 10 a fleet.
On the road, but I’m in the skreet,
In the field, I don't need no cleats.
Going brazy, man I'm flowing stupid,
Halk gotta check the acoustics.
Tyree with the bad knees,
Grievous came through like a hex.
Pull up then I flex, you know we all up next,
All my opponents turn to forgetful moments,
Been chosen, my wrist on frozen.
Coldest poet, that ever wrote it,
Do the numbers no quotient.
Water on me like I'm in the ocean,
Say the truth, I don't need a potion.
Shot clock with the no emotion,
Damn I'm coastin, but I see you moping,
your girl wanna join my slogan.
Horsing on em, no Trojan.
I'mma stay focused, man of the moment.
-- TYREE REID --
Scuse me boys, I don't brag.
Think you better, I'm so glad.
Got a tongue, you should hold that.
Know your worth, check the toe tag.
Seth told me don't hold back.
Now I gotta like murder yall.
Shame, I was feeling good today.
Now I'm hot like Shmurda.
Chicken nuggets with no sauce.
I'm already too dripping.
With the music I'm Cake Boss
Always up in that kitchen. I don't
talk much, I just listen. I don't
flaunt much, cause who isn't? These days
all I see are fake updates, people
tryna paint how they living. But to
each his own.
I don't mind, I'm just doing me.
Right now, in the mirror don't
see the man who I wanna see. With
that said, the man I am is like
twice the man half of yall be. But it's
all G. Don't need your ass to ap-
plaud me to feel godly.
Sorry, I take it back.
Deep down need a couple claps.
Pam Reid and my boy sac.
Need love from the wolf pack.
Need love from the main dogs. There
for my ass when there's no crowd.
Wouldn't wanna do it on my own. Man
of the moment, my time's now.
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:: CREDITS ::