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52 weeks - griffin house music lyrics

{verse 1: b+guy griffin]
i don’t care if you f+ck with me
i f+ck with me
we gon plant the seeds of a company
and soon we’ll rake the leaves of the money tree
puffin on a blunt and we about to roll another three
you know we get high all f+ckin week
it’s regular i’m arrogant
proud to be american
undoubtedly a heretic
infallable, a lyricsist
and soon it’s gon be griffin mansion music
livin in the hamptons too and whippin panthers to it
you know i’m sick
on the mic i’m spittin cancer through it
i beat the beat up, leave instrumentals black and bluish
drink the whole bottle never put the cap on, scrеw it
we can’t not do it, you cannot do it, we differеnt
in another league
never felt fatigue
rarely fell asleep
mostly stayed awake k!llin beats
i’m a muh f+ckin mythical animal that’s griffin
you ain’t ready for lyrical strategist tacticians
you can catch a digital or a physical ass whippin
f+ckin with evolution’s own critical transition
a sinsister man sittin
administers rap rhythms
from within his pad written
that sits in his lap with him
like a mother f+ckin death note
time to light an l up, then put on some headphones
weed so good, it’s smellin like the west coast
tryna get my bread up so i can make the next toast
ya feel me
i been on my grind gettin filthy
tryna get me wealthy
now i’m workin on my mind gettin healthy
cause monday was a hard day
til we made it our day
now the weeks start great
it’s steadyin my heart rate
feel like i came a long way
from smokin in that park late
still i haven’t rapped on the parquet of the barclay
though i’m always goin in like quarters in an arcade
it’s been longer than expected but we still gon do it our way
and par+tay
but we won’t ever parley
they say life’s a b+tch but we got married in an arch way
so f+ck with me
or i’ll treat you like an entree
i been sautein beats for each griffin house monday
i ain’t trippin
but if you really listen to the griffins
then you would know i’m the sous chef in the kitchen
twigg gets in with a written and mixes it with precision
his wisdom and intuition comes from a rhythm addiction
like where you think that i got it from
like father like son
we both got two thumbs and a pair of chronic lungs
he’s why i got into rap and why i started young
without him i’d have never got an album done
facts
so before you hear what twiggy 2 thinks
i’ll take a second to commemorate these 52 weeks
like i can’t believe we made it here
for griffin house music this was our greatest year
[verse 2: twigg]
this was our greatest year so let the weed linger
as i end it on a high note like a lead singer
always in the lead cause b+guy is a beat ringer
to anyone hatin we throw up the middle finger
it’s griffin house music
droppin every monday you didn’t think we could do it
a well oiled machine we always keep it movin
as we accomplish all of our goals that we persuin
it’s a dream to do this with my son
the true legacy of griffin has just begun
k!llin beats daily like a rerun
and chargin it to the game until i get a refund
2 albums, a mixtape, and an ep
from dropping 52 weeks of content weekly
they used to say that sunday was a fun day
but as for me and griffin house music it’s f+ckin monday

- 52 weeks lyrics

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