GRIP
4 for 4 (Wave Gods Remix)
[Intro]
Yeah, shoutout that n***a Nas, man
One of my fuckin' favorites
N***a, I heard this beat and I had to do it, ahaha, yeah
Shoutout the n***a Hit-Boy too
Uh, one take

[Verse]
Uh, three classics under my belt
They say I'm makin' four for four
Por favor, the game rigged
I just put up points and ignore the score
Grew up with poor decor, warps in the boarded floors
Recorded Porch and kept comin' for more and more
Raps a smorgasbord
Used to couldn't afford a Ford or Accord
Sold weed from door to door in the college dorm corridor
Got in that bitch through a favor
Kicked out my first semester before I could choose a major
Threw my ass in jail, who could save ya?
Mama bailed me out, wе took the Greyhound to Decatur
Thoughts of my futurе wavered, only boosted my true behaviour
I had something to prove to haters
Any fool that bet against dude gon' lose the wager
N***as where I'm from don't get to do it major
I throw the East up for them, I wish them peace, love in them
I had to beast up, 'cause fuck, I couldn't be stuck and grim
I'm eatin' beats up with Slim until I'm at least up some M's
I was pullin' all nighters in the 'yo
Fuck a clock, and now I got this shit locked, arthritis with the flow
Sm00ve the first n***a I met when I moved to my first apartment
No couch, we writin' our verses sittin' on dirty carpet
Me, him, and [?] smoked, joked, recorded, and just vibed
I'm talkin' back when loud houses on Memorial drive
That mornin' I got the call, I'm like, "Say it ain't true"
They killed my n***a a year before my Shady debut
At times I feel at fault 'cause I ain't blow quicker
And all I can do is pour liquor
I'm so sick of n***as dyin' before they hit thirty
Keep your rearview mirrors clean, or get dead dirty
And keep a Sig like chainsmokers
Seein' my kids' kids' kids is the main focus
Goin' for number one, no one cares who came closest
The young gunna' comin' through
It's been quite a year, I see you boys 2022 (Uh)