Theo the Foot Washer - Grippas (Feat. Trazshman) lyrics

[Hook] What Ya life about? Nothing What you here for? Stunting What you cry about? Comfort What you scared for? What your proud about? You hundreds? What you care for? Grabbing grippas to grapple cartridges send them airborn Having children look at you and dupe your uniform Peep you in the street hurry home and throw the hoodie on Unless they can't afford it Then it's black mask hoodie mode For some fly clothes Them boys will make you ghost You probably thinking you ain't make them though Never knew they daddy But they still trying to replace them though And you share the same inclination Look the same, talk the same Yo You they inspiration They See you snapping smoking drinking and berating women And they want to be the man At least one of his henchmen Skipping school to chase chicken making major figgas Kissing chicks making babies Disgracing the sisters You watch games so they play games Hoping that you'll watch them They emulate the players on your favorite team And if your favorite team Is money, money get money Then they probably never gon' Respect a pap who living bummy Ain't got 7 jeans Yves saint Tim's money But working like a slave 7 days to pay bills monthly To you, it's still funny Til you ain't cool no more And some real money it's your turn to get k**ed dunny [Hook] What Ya life about? Nothing What you here for? Stunting What you cry about? comfort What you scared for? What you? What you? [Trazshman] I guess I'm guilty guilty, guilty Filthy filthy feel me, for really see I young and silly silly Really silly simply selling righty in front of the deli deli I'm homeless homie, I'm hungry, who else gone provide it for me Feel me? Yo… From experience being ignorant, I've successfully spent Most of my life imprisoned in systems with a significant Chance of being a resident over and over again cuzza what I was thinking Was you really thinking, Trazsh? Not really thinking at all Mainly debating Hennessey gin and juice or the Dom Jubilee and the storm on top of the pj hall Wishing I had a father who wasn't copping your raw Identifying my flaws before I'm pointing at yalls I relate to that emptiness full of anger and all The negatives in the world on these shoulders of mine Explains the way I would dream with this weight on my mind But love do exist so with this convo of mine I'm saying, “kid, I see better you can do with your time.” You incredible homie, and intelligent too Matter fact, I never met some one as brilliant as you If you ever need a ear to listen, I'm right here It is in my opinion you greater than what you hear See, yeah