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letra de off the grid. - splinter007

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(intro)

yeah
i got people that i’m reppin’ for (reppin’ for)
i got goals that i’m steppin’ towards (i’m steppin’ towards)
yeah, i’m waiting on the money to come in
so i’m stressed for sure (stressed for sure)
i can visualise my dreams
so i want some more

verse 1

i’m not so heartless regardless
i’m way too drunk to be honest
the times are upon us, lambs to the slaughter
if i f-ck up too often, then it’s back to the garden
baby i am an artist and i will not be forgotten
for my past i’m forgiven
the b-tch bad and she sinnin’
flow sick like a symptom
p-ssy good, i be simpin’
it must be good to be winnin’
’cause my homies ain’t eatin’
there are hoes in the system
and them hoes never listen
never fold for attention
never hold on detention
ask the lord, that’s my witness
yeah i just be mindin’ my business
i be lyin’ ’bout feelings
yeah, i’m high as the ceeling
baby i know that you’ve seen it
don’t you lie for no reason
in your eyes i am speechless
but in my soul i am screamin’
why you cold every season
there is hope just release it
i’m way too old to be creepin’
just don’t give me no reason
just don’t leave for no reason
this home is clean ’cause i cleaned it
interlude

winter gettin’ colder
the kids are gettin’ older
the days go by, wonder if i’m stayin’ sober
it’s cool, i ain’t lookin’ for no closure
it just is what it is, ’til the screen read
game over

verse 2

i’ve been lookin’ at the clock
and that sh-t’s been tickin’ backwards
i’m pure with the flow so please excuse my bad words
gotta shoot my shot
it’s all net, no backboards
post it on the net, so i’m hackin’ all their passwords
until they show me love
yeah, i’m prayin’ way above
until my girl or the cops
wanna lock me up in cuffs
and my shoes too clean, you will never see a scuff
yeah, she wanna see my d
yeah, she tells me it’s a must
but i gotta clear the dust
i’ve been working on my fears
gotta flex but it’s tough
but i’m jumpin’ for the tip ball
lost love for me, where’s your pitfall?
we never hear from you like a missed call
but i’m goin’ off the grid
i don’t think imma miss y’all
of course i’ll take my chances
leave ’em layin’ where the chips fall
tell ’em ’bout the love, it’s a brisk fall

the number you dialed is not in service

verse 3

off the grid, off the grid
where i’m headin’ head first
whoever is off worst
come and follow me
not in the sense like it’s church
feel the need to converse
ain’t a issue
think i’m too rehe-rs-d
i can’t relate to you people
if i hack into your system, what the h-ll will i find
situations like these, where i wish to be blind
don’t wanna know how i’m perceived
maybe that’s why i hide
i really don’t wanna die
but when i do, i’ll leave the bullsh-t behind
the apsurdity of life takin’ up all my time
findin’ out why we’re all here
do we gotta purpose at all, the sh-t was never clear
i’m clairvoyant how i can predict the future here
wish i cared more than half the people shoutin’ out a prayer unaware
that maybe there ain’t no one here to save us
they we’re never here
yeah, they were never here

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