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gregory nichols – poof. lyrics

[verse 1: gregory nichols]

baby greg is the one you heard bout
most likely one you’ve turned down
to be, very surprised with all these songs i’ve been able to put out
man my lyrics be put out, devout
no written hyperbole
to open my eyes and see, fickle as destiny, now sorry i shamed you’ g
simpletons with simple lenses
dabble with complexity
like minions, do miracle millions
we talking bout bitterness, that gibberish sh+t
deliberate vigorous sh+t, empirical lyrical sh+t, that diabolical+like pimpinous sh+t, madvillainy shift
homeboy, riddle me this
when the unconfident meets grit
now who do you get?
if i could tell you where the h+ll my intuition is?
my f+ckin institution is casey projects, trevecca gone watch my 6
chop it up, like your fear of living this life just ain’t no thang
i be rapping and singing my thang+a+lang all for some stranger thangs
could’ve been dropping my shlang+a+lang had i never got picked as boatswain
and i put that sh+t on ‘bout everything, y’all probably should go and just check it out
i’m plugging the game, like cocaine
i was up in that play just talking about
“we split, we split”
d+mn, my n+ggas i think you sh+t, you sh+t
gotta get up on off your ass if you even get that far
my sh+t so far from sub par that my dreams may need improving
baby greg is the one out in front, been baking my bread, but i didn’t proove it
living inhibited, toothless
giving it easy, like i own ruthless
funny, she came back to my front porch, godd+mn, “what is we stupid?”
singing my song like symphonies
homeboy wanna take the lead
but can’t take a fifth of me
anybody with feet to their fire ever have an epiphany, like,” poof!”

[chorus: gregory nichols]

even after y’all gone, and moved on
i won’t feel so alone, cause of song

even after i’m long, dead and gone
would you still sing along, to my song?

[verse 2: gregory nichols]

double the fame and champagne, i would buy for my n+ggas
even if i wouldn’t survive, i’d go live and i’d ride for my n+ggas
no matter situation we facin i’d still always abide by my n+ggas
no contemplation or hesitation i’d never try to jive on my n+ggas
it’s just the harsh truth of the situation all i have in life is my n+ggas
and if i could be born again i pray to god that i would re+arrive with my n+ggas
with blood in my body i swear to god i would touch the sky for my n+ggas
and i pray to god that i never have to prove it but i know in my heart i would die for my n+ggas
see devonte’, my homie, the ride or die of my n+ggas
prolly happy, without me, and that’s truth my n+gga
and then there’s cb, beatypete g, he the spine of my n+ggas
i’m sorry for being a frown, a sad clown apologizing my n+gga
and destiny, to correctly, apologize to you n+gga
i must confess how bad i feel to ever had just hurt you my n+gga
too emotional and paranoid, i am a threat to my n+ggas
if i hadn’t have made this album i probably would’ve been done hung myself n+gga
and michael, you got a nice soul, but i’m a shark in this n+gga
and ion trust none, cause i ain’t fun, and i’m a bum to you n+gga
they ready to leave me, and tease me
cause imma joke to you n+ggas
see you in west wing, when i’m resting
cause i’m dead to these n+ggas
follow me, i’m finna undress stress
cause i’m probably, my n+gga
finna die by suicide, and i know that most of y’all wouldn’t sweat it my n+gga
see when greg is dead, you better not say you cared my n+gga
because my mom and sister is gonna be needing your prayers my n+gga
so, why should i even go hard and just ride for you n+ggas?
hypothesize, verbalize, and even then, just die for you n+ggas?
and why’s the first thing that’s always on my mind is you n+ggas?
and what’s the point of even wanting to even just spend this time with you n+ggas?
if love is real, then i guess i really just don’t feel it my n+gga
ready to speak my piece 6 feet deep cause i’m tired my n+gga
and ain’t n0body out here fully equipped to even just hold me my n+gga
now watch a n+gga that i make music with try to come and take my baby after i pull the trigger like b+tch, i’m gone

[hook: gregory nichols]

even after y’all gone, and moved on
i won’t feel so alone, cause of song

even after i’m long, dead and gone
would you still sing along, to my song?

[outro: various]

(phone voicemails)

- gregory nichols lyrics

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