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off the grid - volume red! lyrics

[intro: dread]
what? yeah
boy (what?)

[chorus: dread]
we off the grid, grid, grid
this for my kid, kid, kid, kid
for when my kid, kid, kids have kids
everything we did for the crib

[verse 1: dread]
everything we did, how we live (what?)
all this smoke got a scent
all that smoke kept us in (what?)
everything i spoke, what i meant (uh*ah)
never disguise my intent, lines outside the event
brought my life out the trench
god, thank god, look what he did, did, did, did, did, did, did, did
we off the grid, grid, grid, grid, grid (uh)

[verse 2: volume red]
what?
we off the grid, grid, grid, grid
i’m off the grid (homicide, homicide, what?)
i got tats on my ribs, tattoos on my ribs (what?)
i just talked to my kid, onyx (slatt)
i just threw twenty, count it, we was at onyx (ah, what?)
i just bought me some brand new clothes, dover street market (givenchy)
ayy, we just took the route to charlotte (yeah, what? yeah)
i’m in the rolls*royce f*ckin’ on what you call it? (yeah, yeah)
i light the opp blunt and let you try it (ah)
uh, i’m off the grid and wanna die (what?)
[chorus: dread]
we off the grid, grid, grid, grid
this for my kid, kid, kid, kid
everything we did for the crib did here
[?] on this trip
all on page six with these chicks
[?] ’96
we spin this
we off the grid, grid, grid, grid

[verse 3: backwoods]
yeah, look, when i was in jail, i was lowkey (uh)
shout out to supporters that wrote me
eat food, work out, then go sleep
you know i’m prayin’, he carryin’ both feet (yeah)
n*ggas know we got god with us (god with us)
they look at me and see a god figure (uh)
and when i start vibin’, i know that he with me
and i’ma always catch a heart shiver (uh)
i know it’s demons in that dark liquor (uh)
we buy a bottle and squash with ya (uh)
everybody turn into a harsh n*gga
but my pockets bigger and my heart richer (uh)
my mind smarter, my grind harder
and my car quicker (skrr)
i met her in church, she pray for me
she my god*sisters, my god*sisters
i’m only trustin’ the people i keep close
n*ggas sellin’ they soul for a repost
remember when i was broke, wearin’ cheap coats
now it’s diamonds and houses and c*notes
n*gga, i’m feelin’ marvelous (i’m feelin’ marvelous)
who let the monster loose? (who let the monster loose?)
they call me a product of my environment (uh)
i tell them “nah, i’m what god*produced”
defense good, and them guards can shoot
i put ’em on you, it get hard to move
tattoo in my face is the mark of truth
gotta watch what you say when they market you
i already predicted this (i already predicted this)
y’all only witnessed it (y’all only witnessed it)
look, got a couple old friends that i’m not really cl!ckin’ with
i know they pray that we settle our differences
i pray that they lower all my n*ggas sentences
i got some demons i’m not even dealin’ with
they in they feelings, i’m not really feelin’ it
and i know some members that gave back they membership
n*gga, you switched up, like how you not feelin’ me
look, i act like i care, but i don’t really care
now i live in a new buildin’ with amenities
i got a new ceiling with a chimney
i got a few n*ggas wanna finish me
i don’t get too friendly with the enemy
you gotta move different, when you in the industry, woo, yeah
you gotta move different, when you in the industry, ha
you gotta move different, when you in the, look
god blessed me with amazing grace (uh)
she fell in love with my day to day (uh)
i just want my problems to fade away (uh)
man, i’m tired of n*ggas, i need gatorade
boy, i got on my feet and i made a name
and i made it a necklace, huh
when you from the bottom and you workin’ hard
just to get the top, then they gotta respect it
if you got a voice, then you gotta project it
if you got a wrong, then you gotta correct it
if you got a name, then you gotta protect it
if you get me shock, then you gotta electrics
tryna live a new life, so i got a new plan that i gotta finesse with
hood, ’cause they want me to lose, they ain’t part of the rules
i been tryin’ so hard not to move reckless
[outro: dread]
we off the grid, grid, grid, grid
this for my kid, kid, kid, kid
everything we did for the crib did here
[?] on this trip
going cray [?] with these sticks
[?] 96
we scream this then
change his*his*history
[?] trip
this, this, this, this
you still on this [?]
i’m off the grid, grid, grid, grid
off the grid, grid, grid, grid

(off the grid, grid, grid, grid)
(off the grid, grid, grid, grid)

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