"GRANDC AVENUE" lyrics

They hated on me, I didn't even have a penny
Made a promise, bet you not gon' see me when it's litty
Might not get me on the phone, but I send packages
Missin' your call and Lord knows not by accident
Lord knows not by accident, Lord knows not by accident

I just pray you overcome your challenges
Even though I know them crackers not compassionate
We got a bag to split, free my family, bitch

Please don't make me have to get the tech
Don't ever let me hear you diss the set like
"Don't let Big Brodie hear, no disrespect"
Alright, bro, you got a foot, but nigga talkin' out they neck
Speakin' like Uteke, but just smaller in the chest
On crip, I'm not no rookie, I might squabble with the ref
And when we ooh-wee the scene, nigga left
On Grand Avenue

Don't be confused, Grimy did what Grimy had to do
On Grimy Ave, I don't got blicky, then I'm stabbin', dude
We don't be dyin' 'cause my Grimy movin' tactical
Might break the net, I'm talkin' longitude and latitude
Longitude and latitu- I'm talkin' longitude and latitude
I'm a trophy, don't give me no attitude
Don't give me no attitude, don-don't give me no attitude
You gotta know the real ones never get no gratitude
Never get no gratitude, the real ones never get no gratitude

Please don't make me have to get the tech
Don't ever let me hear you diss the set like
"Don't let Big Brodie hear, no disrespect"
Alright, bro, you got a foot, but nigga talkin' out they neck
Speakin' like Uteke, but just smaller in the chest
On crip, I'm not no rookie, I might squabble with the ref
And when we ooh-wee the scene, nigga left

I'm tryna bounce out in they section with this Tekken
Send a message when we left, fire long Mac'es so they know it's me
It's a problem that we gon' dead it, think my chopper got a fetish
Every time it see the suckers, they be showin' feet
My apologies, I ain't know that was your bitch, dawg
Had I known, then I probably wouldn't have hit raw
Beat his ass and take the chains up off his neck
And if they pop it on the net, then we gon' boogie to they set and make a match
On Mack Avenue

Don't be confused, gonna deal what gonna have to do
A solid step of 25th, I tip my hat to dude
My ghetto bitch from Hemet gon' cook and give me fellatio
My fine shyt off the Dino, don't cook, she just give me attitude
One thing that bandit ain't doin' is goin' out sorry
Get up on her for some shit that happened back in summer
We got word that he finna throw him a house party
Now we waitin' outside of it, nigga, Travis Hunter

Don't feel bad for leavin' nigga in your rearview
If it was really meant to be, then they be here too
Hollows hit his stomach, he leakin' from out his torso
Johnnies get behind me, I'm throwin' Tesla in sports mode
Model X, better watch your head when the door close

Grand Avenue, on Grand Avenue
Please don't make me have to get the tech
Don't ever let me hear you diss the set like
"Don't let Big Brodie hear, no disrespect"
Alright, bro, you got a foot, but nigga talkin' out they neck
Speakin' like Uteke, but just smaller in the chest
On crip, I'm not no rookie, I might squabble with the ref
And when we ooh-wee the scene, nigga left
On Grand Avenue