Grip - Patterns? lyrics

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Grip - Patterns? lyrics

[Intro] I'm sorry [Verse 1] You took your first steps today And I was nowhere to be found Busy keeping my head above water Until my feet could find the ground Red flag on my resume Cause it's the second time around Too young to know I let you down Too young to know I let you down [Hook] And some days are so much easier than others So much more about me I needed to discover But never had the chance (I'm sorry) This is me saying sorry in advance [Verse 2] I'm just a kid raising some kids With dreams of making it big Tryna make a name in this biz I became a slave in this b*tch Was hoping I could maybe get rich 'cause all I got Is thеse words that I jot, I never had a jump shot, I'm not A scholar, but l lеarned that the world is turned by a dollar Whether I wear a mask or shirt with a collar I gotta Provide but that ain't even the only thing that'll quali- -fy me as being a father, my pops ain't even bother Left me toggling with toys as a toddler momma, 24 with two kids What her and Ruth did, was put a roof over our heads Cause ni**as is ruthless View a newborn as a nuisance Or a noose that he would lose when He cut ties with all of his loose ends And I do spend, a flew blue moon Wondering where you been And assessing, and assuming No aggression, you just human And a blessing was sent in your direction but you eluded And neglected, and refuted, that's your lesson, I'm the student And l used it, to father myself Now I'm in my second parenthood sh*t, I'm a father myself Was never a product of wealth or prodigal I'm a prodigy, came from poverty Now I'm popping and purchasing property Reversing curses and pocketing profits Fulfilling my prophecies And my kids, they gon' reap the rewards Far cry from sleeping on floors Hard times we'd weep and we'd mourn That's in the archives we seeking reform I was there on the first day of school I'll be there at the graduation Like congratulations and I'm glad you made it I'ma let 'em know they made their dad elated I'ma pad the savings, they could blow a milli If they had the craving No more being poor and feeling agitated No one gave it to me sh*t, I had to take it I'm that same ba*tard used to rap in basements Then I activated, now I get racks to say sh*t I'm acclimated, got 'em captivated Any acts of hatred they just cappin' ain't it Had to patent my own patterns I'm just glad that I didn't take after David Yeah, I said your name, and you lame If this end up in court in a affidavit, that's all I got [Hook] And some days are so much easier than others So much more about me I needed to discover But never had the chance This is me saying sorry in advance

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