Verse 1
Bitch look in my eyes, tell me what you see
I'm feelin' like a bird on the ground, roach in a oven, fire in the sea
Cause that world is not mine, I'm livin' in Grayson Yard
Don't make me go nervous, little n***a, tell me what's the point if I'm dissin' y'all?
I'm the man, I'm the champ, sorry on that walkway, there is two shits
1. I'm the shit n***a, 2. you the shit on the ground, man you cheap
Oh damn thats the french guy, that n***a gettin' so fly, makin' trends by our thang
Where the respect? call your friends, I'm comin' to cut your fake wings
N***a damn I still dont know whats the point if I'm dissin y'all
Welcome to the land of Grayson Yard...

Chorus
And I still dont know whats the point if I'm dissin y'all
Welcome to the land of Grayson Yard...
1 finger in the air, 3 n***as in the clouds
That blue sky is the stage, stars fuckin' with the crowd
And all these peoples want to show off, they ain't got nothing to be proud
I know they only wanna see me fall, well, just lemme say it loud:
I just got me, little n***a I just got me
To prove that i'm the main
A baby became a man
Hater became a fan
I just got me, little n***a I just got me
To prove that i'm the main
A baby became a man, winnin' became a plan, hater became a fan, and I skip steps, look!
Verse 2
Tell em I dont need em
Tell em that I lead em
Tell to these hungry dogs: if they lookin' for a dead body, i won't feed em
Tell to these mothafuckas: if they tryna with the Grizz, he will hit em
And eat em, tell to these n***as: if they lookin for bitches, i am lookin' for freedom
I ain't lookin for reasons, they open books, and we don't read em
Grizz, something nobody can't handle
Competition dead, lemme burn a candle
Oh, lemme burn a candle, oh damn, they so funny
Ohh... oh man, they so funny, cause they think I'm still there and they still lookin' for me
But I still dont know whats the point if i'm dissin y'all
Welcome to the land of Grayson Yard...

Chorus
Look, and I still dont know whats the point if I'm dissin y'all
Welcome to the land of Grayson Yard...
1 finger in the air, 3 n***as in the clouds
That blue sky is the stage, stars fuckin' with the crowd
And all these peoples want to show off, they ain't got nothing to be proud
I know they only wanna see me fall, well, just lemme say it loud:
I just got me, little n***a I just got me
To prove that i'm the main
A baby became a man
Hater became a fan
I just got me, little n***a I just got me
To prove that i'm the main
A baby became a man, winnin' became a plan, hater became a fan, and I skip steps, look!
(look/multiple times)

And I still dont know whats the point if I'm dissin y'all
Welcome to the land of Grayson Yard... hey..
Look, and I still dont know whats the point if I'm dissin y'all
Welcome to the land of Grayson Yard...