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grimey - corey lee lyrics

[intro]
we now have seven minutes to la

[chorus]
okay, i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me?
i said: i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me?
i’m talking nappy braids, these dreams that i chase bring me back to my ways
okay, i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me?

[verse 1]
all i know is pain
feeling like talib caught up in the rain, feel the blast
it’s getting harder to maintain, especially when n*ggas got a target on your name
it’s not a game
still play it like it pays and pay it like it weighs
realize that me and most these guys ain’t quite the same
’cause i’m a bout to do it way different
icon living like a young j. smith is
got ’em dissing, wishing they could get in this position
but i feel like quentin, n*gga, this sh*t was written
more life for the n*ggas with me, we getting busy
your life more like a coin toss, it’s 50/50
i predict a cold summer
a bunch of grimy roc boys doing hov numbers
disrespect, we disconnect you like my old numbers
dreaming of revenge like n*ggas on j cole production, my n*ggas
[chorus]
okay, i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me?
i said: i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me?
i’m talking nappy braids, these dreams that i chase bring me back to my ways
okay, i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me?

[verse 2]
all that hating that they doing never made me sour
i’m like freddy, sleeping on me only gave me power
this kind of zone i’m in, curry couldn’t take me out it
easy money if i touch it, i put in kd hours, now check it
how many n*ggas want your spot or they want what you got?
bunch of savage n*ggas, you know what they want? a lot
middle of the winter dawg, but it’s so f*cking hot
when you got n*ggas beefing with n*ggas right from up the block
they gon’ test you if they really think you not st*rdy
snkrs app, they just tryna get the drop early
they run with street sweepers tryna leave your block dirty
n’ggas got 30s on the run like they todd gurley
that’s why i steer clear from n*ggas that i can’t trust
middle finger to the n*ggas hating, sh*t they can’t be us
got your hands out, they’ll do you with your hands up
handshakes ain’t matching they smile, these n*ggas’ foul

- corey lee lyrics

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