Playboi Carti - Off The Grid lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West & Playboi Carti] What? Yeah Boy (What?) [Chorus 1: Kanye West] We off the grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid, kid For when my kid's kid kids have kids Everything we did for the crib [Verse 1: Kanye West & Playboi Carti] Everything we did, how we live (What?) All this smoke got a scent All that smoke kept a scent (What?) Everything I spoke, what I meant (Ah) Never disguise my intent, lines outside the event Brought my life out the trench God, thank God, look what He did, did, did, did, did, did We off the grid, grid, grid, grid, grid (Ayy) What? We off the grid, grid, grid, grid [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] I'm off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?) Got tats on my ribs (Ah), tattoos on my ribs (What?) I just talked to my kid, Onyx (Slatt) I just thrеw twenty, count it, we was at Onyx (Ah, what?) I just bought me somе brand new clothes, Dover Street Market (Givenchy) Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte (Yeah, ah, what? Yeah) I'm in the Rolls-Royce fu*kin' on—what you call it? (Yeah, yeah) I light the opp blunt and let your bi— try it (Ah) Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna die (What?) [Chorus 2: Kanye West] We off the grid, grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid, kid Everything we did for the crib did here Flexin' with the business trip Going cray, take some G6 Lit, lit, '76 He spit this then We off the grid, grid, grid, grid [Verse 3: Fivio Foreign] Yeah, look, when I was in jail, I was lowkey (Uh) Shout out to supporters that wrote me Eat food, work out and then go to sleep You know I'm prayin', he carryin' both feet (Yeah) ni**as know we got God with us (God with us) You look at me and see a God figure (Uh) And when I start vibin', I know that He with me And I'ma always catch a hard shiver (Uh) I know it's demons in that dark liquor (Uh) We buy a bottle and squash with ya (Uh) Everybody turn into a harsh ni**a But my pockets bigger and my heart richer (Uh) My mind smarter, my grind harder (Skrr) And my car quicker (Skrrt) I met her in church, she pray for me She my God-sister (She my God-sister, yeah) I'm only trustin' the people I keep close ni**as sellin' they soul for a repost Remember when I was broke, wearin' cheap coats Now it's diamonds and houses and C notes (Uh) ni**a, I'm feelin' marvelous (I'm feelin' marvelous) Who let the monster loose? (Who let the monster loose? Huh) They call me a product of my environment (Uh) I tell them, "Nah, I'm what God produced" (Baow) Defense good, and them guards can shoot (Baow) I put 'em on you, it get hard to move Tattoo in my face is the mark of truth Gotta watch what you say when they market you (Huh) I already predicted this (I already predicted this, huh) Y'all only witnessed it (Y'all only witnessed it) Look, got a couple old friends that I'm not really clickin' with I know they pray that we settle our differences I pray that they lower all my ni**as' sentences I got some demons I'm not even dealin' with They in they feelings, I'm not really feelin' it And I know some members that gave back they membership ni**a, you switched up, huh, like how you not feelin' me? Look, I act like I care, but I don't really care Now I live in a new buildin' with amenities I got a new ceilin' with a chimney I got a few ni**as wanna finish me I don't get too friendly with the enemy [Bridge: Fivio Foreign] You gotta move different when you in the industry, woo, yeah You gotta move different when you in the industry, huh You gotta move different when you in the, look [Verse 4: Fivio Foreign] God blessed me with amazing grace (Uh) She fell in love with my day to day (Uh) I just want my problems to fade away (Uh) Man, I'm tired of ni**as, I need Gatorade Boy, I got on my feet and I made a name And I made it a necklace, huh When you from the bottom and you workin' hard Just to get the top, then they gotta respect it If you got a voice, then you gotta project it If you got a wrong, then you gotta correct it If you got a name, then you gotta protect it If you give me shock, then you gotta electric (Woo) Tryna live a new life, so I got a new plan that I gotta finesse with (Look, yeah) 'Cause they want me to lose, they ain't part of the Woos I been tryin' so hard not to move reckless [Chorus 2: Kanye West] We off the grid, grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid, kid Everything we did for the crib did here Flexin’ with the business trip Going cray, take some G6 (Ah) Lit, lit, '76 We scream this, then they’ll have to Change his-his-history ni**as trip, trip, trip, this, this This, this, this, this You still on this list, list, list, list I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid Off the grid, grid, grid, grid [Verse 5: Kanye West] First it go viral, then they get digital Then they get critical, no, I'm not doin' no interview Mask on my face, you can't see what I finna do Had to move away from people that's miserable Don't wanna link you, I ain't finna sit with you Ain't finna talk to you, ain't finna get with you Don't get me mad just 'cause I don't wanna injure you She put my paintings inside of her living room Look at the problems and issues I'm livin' through They tryna drown me, I rise to my pinnacle Walked through the block like the neighborhood general Draw me the low and then that's what I send it to I was forgettin' you, now I remember, now I remember Did what I want, and I say what I want And I thought you was with me, like how you get sensitive? I got this God power, that's my leverage I got this Holy Water, that's my beverages I gotta help myself out of selfishness I just bought a floor out of Selfridges I gotta make sure they know who they messin' with I gotta tell 'em sorry, they too delicate I gotta stay with God where the blessings is I ain't deliverin' Heavenly messages just for the hell of it Don't try to test me, I keep it clean, but it can get messy I talk to God everyday, that's my bestie They playin' soccer in my backyard, I think I see Messi And this money could never neglect me I pray that my family they never resent me And she fell in love with me as soon she met me We both got it bad mama, bag is more heavy We have to start countin', it's gettin' too petty You not a real stepper, you can't overstep me Just sit back and listen and watch how He bless me He wait 'til I fall and then pull up and catch me Your check is too small, you can't run up and check me Nah, nah, I get 'em fast, see You feel a way, then go pull up and get me Might do somethin' wild if I feel like you press me Nah, I get 'em fast, see You feel a way, then go pull up and get me Might do somethin' wild if I feel like you press me [Chorus 1: Kanye West] We off the grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid, kid For when my kid kid kids have kids Everything we did for the crib [Verse 5: Kanye West] Pray for what folks them did Only thing we pray God forgive-give-give May God forbid-bid-bid He hit one of the kids, kids, kids Took off His list, list, list Look what they did, did, did Pray for the crib, crib, crib Some say A-a-adam could never be bla-a-ack 'Cause a black man'll never share his rib, rib, rib, rib, rib, rib