Solo Grim - Check (feat. Kato-Wan Kenobi)

Early morning racing to a check
Rollin up the stress
Smoking up the stress
Too blessed to be stressed
Too blessed to be stressed yeah
Early morning racing to a check
Dior Blue got me colder than the Arctic ice Gotcha punch drunk I’m rampage ain’t nothing nice
Fucking with the bully, shake em up make them niggas pay the price
I’m the pressure in the pipes, took a chance and rolled the dice
Hit my point and changed my life
I was stuck in darkness till I looked at me and seen a light
Dove straight in with open eyes
Couldn’t see
Standing in the mirror, only nigga who relate
In correlation the motivation had iffy prints
Blacker the berry never correlated to chocolate skin
Niggas knows in death we live
Walk the earth with many men
50 off the throttle start me up
Just trynna make a cent
Early morning racing to a check
Rollin up the stress
Smoking up the stress
Too blessed to be stressed
Too blessed to be stressed yeah
Early morning racing to a check
So watch me smash on the treble, this heavy metal slash through bed rock
Hauling in the cash on a different level
I killed the devil spray the fire flame
Can’t contain the evil so Knievel took a different name
A shooting star, place my name on the walk of fame
Tried to be normal but pain wasn’t worth the gain
Splinters through the gutters had me praying for a better day
But through the scars showed the pain really was the gain, add it up
Shout out my mama
And shout out my niggas, we living life rich, but don’t make any figures
That shit is ironic, like a white girl that is speaking ebonics
Hitting my line all of the time I can tell that little mama really want it
Paper chasing, motivation, when it comes to the bag know I got it
I, flooded my wrist, the Louis V matching the Nike
Blow em’ out, wish you niggas was anything like me
Swallow my kids she know that it’s nice and spicy

Written by:
Amahd Hawkins

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