Nick Grant

Somethin To Say
I’m tired of folks. You know what I’m sayin Closed minded folks, you know what I’m sayin It’s like we got a demo tape and don’t nobody wanna hear it But it’s like this, the South got something to say That’s all I got to say Bad bitches wanna fuck me because I sing songs Got an ebony queen, a Philippine jawn I tell her to open it up like the theme song I ain’t with the back and forth keep the ping pong Walking around with the pound like I’m King Kong Boy I’m off the hook, I'm not talkin' 'bout Kareem's arm Cooking up the coke, baby I can bring a fiend calm If the shoe fits, buy the shirt, put the jeans on And the flow is murderous, cancer to the cervixes You gone make me steal on the pussy cat burglary We was jumping off the porch, mama still was burping you All my bitches in shape, no squares in my circular Ain’t shit sweet, but you looking like dessert to us Recruit a bad bitch make her think she joined the services Tell them that the sky is kind of shaky check for turbulence Ain’t nobody snitching get your news from Ron Burgandy You heard me this is no love, I get cold feet It’s a cold world I need both sheets You’ll never slow me down, fuck the codeine Man I’m on top of the game, just check the nosebleed Letras de cancionesNobody hotter, Serge Ibaka, I'll be back to the block Career killer nigga you gone get your manager shot Man that young nigga dope, it’s a habit to rock Make me pop up on a square like Jack in a box Man you know how we go, fuck you mad at me for I wish a nigga would, will invest in Home Depot In the game of life I’m just trying to find a cheat code Niggas sell their soul, but we got this shit for cheap though Your style need repo, if you ask me flow ugly but I’m handsome Beauty and the beast mode Hustle like a D-boy, swagger match the decoy Smash the competition, then we drag them by the seashore Industry in trouble, we gone bubble like a keloid Sharper than a deacon, please tell the preacher, preach on I be on the move, this is the real detour Niggas buying snow like they tryin to build a ski course Career like a seesaw, hundred round each man that’s how they turn the beef off Better take a detour Fuck the world , keep whorin Quit worrying bout what we doing Know some happy killers, you in danger when they teeth showing Man that nigga nice, man that nigga like Nobody you ever seen, there’s nobody in sight There is no way to describe, the pressure I apply I’m just hot, you should get rid of all the devils in your life Settlewyde never underestimate the mellow guy Get the drop on a nigga 411 Mary Blige Flowing off the chain like a ghetto Pedal Bike Can’t walk in my shoes, when niggas step aside Life is a box of chocolate up under vanilla skies With all these false prophets, approaching with jealous vibes Marry to the hustle, say hello to the bride Bitches are indecisive, tell me what is your vice Niggas with big stacks, clubbing and hella likes Women are on my mind, independent the grind This is the end of time, intervention divine, its 88 the revolution will be televised From Letras Mania