measure - grindhard e lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, jay, man, run that sh*t back)
[chorus]
pourin’ out the pint, we don’t measure it
i ain’t gotta smell the weed ‘fore i get it, ’cause it’s pressure
been out the game for a minute, they still askin’ for a tester
ain’t got sh*t for ’em now, i used to give ’em all extra
straight drop, you can tell by the texture
[verse]
had to switch my lifestyle ’cause my mama gave me a lecture
i ain’t gon’ lie, i miss sarah, brittany, and heather
they ain’t had no car, but walked to me in any weather
since i went legit, i been livin’ a little better
don’t die about that word, can you guess it? seven letters
r*e*s*p*e*c*t
n*ggas know what’s up, they show a lot when they see me
fans showin’ love, they keep my songs up on repeat
baby, these off*whites, these is not no f*ckin’ yeezys
b*tch, i bet your baby daddy wanna be me
f*cked up when i seen myself wanted on the tv
got your bank account in my pocket, i’m like hee*hee, i mean haha
you n*ggas’ raps unbelievable just like sci*fi
b*tch, i’m connected everywhere just like wi*fi
i’m a magician, ’cause i can get it gone, ta*da
every time i shoot, i walk up, don’t do no drive*bys
sh*t’ll get real messy if i have to slide by
i ain’t never found no rule that i abide by
my niece bad as h*ll, she only three, i call her my pie
my b*tch spoiled, i bought her every shoe in a size nine
glock on me, i bet your gun jam, you got a sccy 9
me and my nephew don’t see eye— alright
me and my nephew don’t see eye to eye ’cause he a live wire
you ain’t never downloaded songs on limewire
you ain’t never hand in hand with the plug, you a side buyer
you ain’t never hit the road with that sh*t and came back
you ain’t never middlemanned a play and your profit was eight racks
i don’t really like drinkin’ purple ’cause it ain’t act’
blow all my money in a day, somehow i can’t stack
i hope that ain’t exotics in your pack, ’cause that ain’t that
blowin’ on, blowin’ on some sh*t called opp pack
blew his brains out, where his top at?
they said they wanted beef, but they dropped that
lucky, ’cause i just found out where they spot at
it’s a difference between where me and you shop at
you askin’ ’bout the drank, but i dropped that
bustdown chain, yeah, i dropped that
you need to help your homie out, ’cause he down bad
hundred rounds on me like i’m in combat
hundred thousand on me, it look compact
my n*gga don’t smoke, he caught a contact
hashtag on instagram, where the pounds at?
closed*caption on the tv, where the sound at?
fell off, it only took a week for me to bounce back
f*ck an eighth of weed, where the ounce at?
f*ck an ounce of lean, where the pint at?
’bout to bust a rollie down so you can’t tell where the time at
you ain’t got no hustle, where your grind at?
you ain’t got no vision, where your mind at?
i spy, i see a lot of, lot of drugs in a brown bag
people die when i’m beyond mad
make one call to find out where the f*ck my cousin shaun at
[chorus]
pourin’ out the pint, we don’t measure it
i ain’t gotta smell the weed ‘fore i get it, ’cause it’s pressure
been out the game for a minute, they still askin’ for a tester
ain’t got sh*t for ’em now, i used to give ’em all extra
straight drop, you can tell by the texture
straight drop, you can tell by the texture
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