Gravey - Dollar (feat. Kurtvza)

(Buck that bought a bottle coulda struck the lotto
Coulda struck the lotto, coulda struck the lotto)

(Buck that bought a bottle coulda struck the lotto
Coulda struck the lotto, coulda struck the lotto)

Time again I let my darkness in to win again
Pressure piling till the spliff get twist and lit again
Yeah gravey lit again
He Swerve into the picket fence

Absurd actions for the jacksons and the benjamins
Uh
You know she hurt when you don't let her in

Just let me vent again
Build temples with the pen again
Visions of the past harass the mind and stand so menacing
Come from environments supplied by stolen medicine
So how you chase a dream and watch it cross adjacent streets?
This shit is art to me, starving so he can off a beat
That's just my energy
Myself my only enemy
Caught in the constellations
Wait and pray this shit makes sense to me

I gotta dollar in the bank and i been grinding tryna find my peace
Yo i was made by this
The struggle shape or break the weak
I chew my teeth, shit my potential got me losing sleep
Fuck do you mean why do we play for keeps?

I gotta dollar in the bank and i been grinding tryna find my peace
Yo i was made by this
The struggle shape or break the weak.
I chew my teeth, shit my potential got me losing sleep
Fuck do you mean why do we play for keeps?

Yeah
The music nice but no one payin for it
I mean they play it sorta
And I been faded sorta
Like outta space in orbit
But shorty features gorgeous
And I been found a way to play the strings in her aorta

Step back, the glow enormous
I still might break ya door in
The gravey train ain't leaving station till the bank is on it
That's why I thank the torture
The past an open door shit
I put it down and put it out until this flame is dormant
For now it's hot as spitting ether in a whip with stolen heaters drunk
And drive into the bleachers, gravey slapping through the speakers
Jeez

Please just let me breathe

Been tryna thaw a heart that's frozen
Let me make my peace

I gotta dollar in the bank and i been grinding tryna find my peace
Yo i was made by this
The struggle shape or break the weak.
I chew my teeth, shit my potential got me losing sleep
Fuck do you mean why do we play for keeps?

I gotta dollar in the bank and i been grinding tryna find my peace
Yo i was made by this
The struggle shape or break the weak
I chew my teeth, shit my potential got me losing sleep
Fuck do you mean why do we play for keeps?

Written by:
Corey Hierstetter

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