Grizz - Split Vision

Split vision my grip hit em with full clips
Sink wit em hit rock bottom like old ships
Grab air, no rnb, no swayed hips
Metal jackets trip em let it slip for running loose lips

Rain clean the streets it look like red wine
Feet skip the beat ain't got no damn time
White tee wipe clean off the piece
Tell em Bon apetit to the peeps with the blue line

No rest for a weary foot soldier
Another Leary perpetrator getting older
These old bones just yearn for a throne
Of gold, but inside this soul is growing colder

Hit tarmac with backpacks and new straps
If I Catch flack in passing imma clap back
Boomstick eat dome for a snack, if you ain't counting stacks then what you aim for is cap

Written by:
Travis Pitcher

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