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letra de grayson yard - gracy hopkins

verse 1
b-tch look in my eyes, tell me what you see
i’m feelin’ like a bird on the ground, roach in a oven, fire in the sea
cause that world is not mine, i’m livin’ in grayson yard
don’t make me go nervous, little n-gga, tell me what’s the point if i’m dissin’ y’all?
i’m the man, i’m the champ, sorry on that walkway, there is two sh-ts
1. i’m the sh-t n-gga, 2. you the sh-t on the ground, man you cheap
oh d-mn thats the french guy, that n-gga gettin’ so fly, makin’ trends by our thang
where the respect? call your friends, i’m comin’ to cut your fake wings
n-gga d-mn i still dont know whats the point if i’m dissin y’all
welcome to the land of grayson yard…

chorus
and i still dont know whats the point if i’m dissin y’all
welcome to the land of grayson yard…
1 finger in the air, 3 n-ggas in the clouds
that blue sky is the stage, stars f-ckin’ with the crowd
and all these peoples want to show off, they ain’t got nothing to be proud
i know they only wanna see me fall, well, just lemme say it loud:
i just got me, little n-gga i just got me
to prove that i’m the main
a baby became a man
hater became a fan
i just got me, little n-gga i just got me
to prove that i’m the main
a baby became a man, winnin’ became a plan, hater became a fan, and i skip steps, look!

verse 2
tell em i dont need em
tell em that i lead em
tell to these hungry dogs: if they lookin’ for a dead body, i won’t feed em
tell to these mothaf-ckas: if they tryna with the grizz, he will hit em
and eat em, tell to these n-ggas: if they lookin for b-tches, i am lookin’ for freedom
i ain’t lookin for reasons, they open books, and we don’t read em
grizz, something n0body can’t handle
compet-tion dead, lemme burn a candle
oh, lemme burn a candle, oh d-mn, they so funny
ohh… oh man, they so funny, cause they think i’m still there and they still lookin’ for me
but i still dont know whats the point if i’m dissin y’all
welcome to the land of grayson yard…

chorus
look, and i still dont know whats the point if i’m dissin y’all
welcome to the land of grayson yard…
1 finger in the air, 3 n-ggas in the clouds
that blue sky is the stage, stars f-ckin’ with the crowd
and all these peoples want to show off, they ain’t got nothing to be proud
i know they only wanna see me fall, well, just lemme say it loud:
i just got me, little n-gga i just got me
to prove that i’m the main
a baby became a man
hater became a fan
i just got me, little n-gga i just got me
to prove that i’m the main
a baby became a man, winnin’ became a plan, hater became a fan, and i skip steps, look!

(look/multiple times)

and i still dont know whats the point if i’m dissin y’all
welcome to the land of grayson yard… hey..
look, and i still dont know whats the point if i’m dissin y’all
welcome to the land of grayson yard…

- gracy hopkins

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