Andre DeSaint - Grain lyrics

[Verse 1: Ellz] Yoppa toter lotto mower Making cuts a hydro smoker Rolling bud and guiding closure To my ex she sent a text That read she f**ed it up she know she smut And s**ed on other dicks and nuts While I was out of town trying to binge myself on what I love That's this music don't confuse me for no f**ing nut Usually one to f** it up But you just had to shut me up It's crazy these fugazzi thugs Forgot me and the king I was The king I am got bars like prison The bing I am the son of Sam It's summer motherf**er Got a tre-pound seven inches Six in the barrel bucka n***as talk greasy no hinges f** breezies no feelings I make this sh** just look easy No legendary on Halo Put that on my payroll my n***a [Hook: Ellz] What you been doing motherf**er? I've been doing everything you been pursuing motherf**er Not the usual of f**ers Against the grain I smooth it out I'm just amazed as you I am I'm feeling like the f**ing man I'm saying I'm the f**ing man [Verse 2: André DeSaint] (I'm the f**ing man… f** yo' man) What the f**? f** is up? My cup is full of uppercuts Things are on the up and up And I don't f** with such and such Trying to touch a couple bucks and keep it moving n***as drinking s**er punch that's why you losing Check the wave all in my movements I'm feeling so abusive Rapping out of anger Living out my childhood dreams I'm still trying to f** Topanga f**ed up generation ain't no way that you can save us Cut a deal with the fallen angel he said there ain't no danger See I'm the perfect stranger You don't know me, but you'd like to I'm in a different world so if I get a chance I'll write you No telling what I might do I could do some sh** to spite you Real music through your speakers while ya'll sweeter than Type II I ain't grow up with no idols, bruh Mike, who? Walk around looking for some tension I could slice through Sick and tired of answering what I've been up to Watching Krush Groove with a s*ut who Man.. man you know what? f** you! [Hook] [Verse 3: André DeSaint] I'm not the same as you n***as and I'm okay with that Place me anywhere on God's turf and I'ma make it back Chase it but we'll never be adjacent you could face the facts Feeding b**h n***as bars for life say your grace with that If you see the day that we should meet Please spare me from your stories cause they're boring to me I don't be reaching for the gems, they just be soaring to me The day I reach the f**ing top is looking gorgeous to me The prettiest of my days The wittiest from the craze I'm stomping through this earth with the grittiest of my ways The coach ain't pitching me plays it's all freelance They want that old dirty sh** like ODB fans And guess what I came with? I'm speaking your language you happy now? Matter of fact f** your rationale Used to being pa**ive with the words but there's pa**ion now Making rappers see the white light like I'm backing out Stacking action packing b**hes that be fashion trappin' which is Perfectly fine with me, let's get it crack-a-lackin' Isn't he the type of n***a that you thought he wasn't? Or maybe he just ain't that n***a that you thought he was Sorry that I brought it up Never second guessing sh** you heard it if I thought it up Got your girl hara**ing me You thought her belt was chastity Stupid, you should follow Nas smarten up All my n***as animals don't make ‘em dig a carca** up You won't find a crew that's gon' deliver sh** as harsh as us Single as a loosie got these groupies looking parched as f** What And I ain't quenching sh** So don't mention it b**h