Fish & Grits

(Album: Trench Baby - 2020)

I know my granny hear the youngin calling Lord I remember
Telling her I would make I just knew she seen the vision
Overlapping money help me with my intuition
I'm just sticking to the mission trying to overcome the trenches
Ceiling fan wouldn't work so when I rap I know the boys hot
Folks all at spot I had to set up at my boy spot
For real narcotic money fast but it won't never last
Too many set backs the throne I gotta take that
Me and wodie go way back from break ins to burglaries
Streets need help I'm the nigga doing surgery
Streets ain't being heard I'm the nigga shed light
Young it's broad day ain't nobody fitin to fight
I knocked it out the frame you know I had to hit it right
Beat it up bust on her face and in the morning catch a flight
Slimey huh and all my young niggas grimey yo huh

Oh is it the way that we be kickin shit
Oh little shorty thicker than some fish and grits
Oh I got the sauce like an arithmetic
Oh I'm just a young nigga that's gettin it
Oh is it the way that we be kickin shit
Oh little shorty thicker than some fish and grits
Oh I got the sauce like an arithmetic
Oh I'm just a young nigga that's gettin it