Grizzly the Natural - BORN2D13

Born to ride?
I was born to die
I'm sick and tired of my 9-5
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
Born to ride?
I was born to die
I'm sick and tired of my 9-5
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
Run past like flash bitch you can't see me
Back in the day I'd have to put this on a blank CD
I'll eat a rapper like some baked ziti
All these artists talk about me but they can't be me
The subject's touchy like Iantosca on Iawoska
You an impasta
I'm drippin sauce for my penne vodka
Aligning chakras
I'll turn a page into molten lava
I'd say I gotcha
But nowadays I been thinking propuh
I get headaches from
When it gets exposed
I dropped 10 tapes
Just so I'd get composed
I'm startna think
Maybe I wish fo foes
Lately I blink
And then the curtains closed
I self reflect
Until I reach my goals
And man
Lately I preach the same thang
I rep the blang blang
Just got me a gold chain
Won't rap yo tracks
If we ain't in the
Same lane
I write my raps
So I could be a
Mainstay
Born to ride?
I was born to die
I'm sick and tired of my 9-5
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
Born to ride?
I was born to die
I'm sick and tired of my 9-5
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time
I'm tryna run it but I'm out of time

Written by:
James O'Connor

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