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grind2hard osh'a - made me grimy lyrics

[intro]
(it looks like you lost another one)

[verse 1]
you were my b+tch, you was my whoadie
12 pull us over, my pistol, you hold it
i almost put a hit out on my brodie
some sh+t came up missing, i’m thinkin’ he stole it
i had to spin on my lil’ n+gga corner
’cause word around town that he was an informant
i had to realize these n+ggas wasn’t loyal
went got me a lawyer, now i play it smarter
i caught a charge in an srt charger
then took his b+tch and made her call me father
my coupe a b+tch, so i call her miss parker
ran off on the plug to feed my son and daughter
i serve my uncles and aunties that water
sniffin’ the work like i’m sniffin’ a markеr
beat up the pack, but i had to be hardеr
so i beat it harder, then beat the b+tch harder, yeah

[chorus]
i’m so slimy
pistol tote, conniving
mama, i’m sorry
but these streets made me grimy
i’m so violent
just might catch a body
mama, i’m sorry
but these streets made me grimy
[verse 2]
on the weekend, b+tch, i slide with a drac’
nine on my waist when i slide through the day
pull up on you, kidnap you and your bae
empty the safe or it’s two to your face
find me outside, should’ve stayed in your place
predator, i’ma eat after i pray
can’t cuff on lil’ shawty ’cause she was too basic
f+cked on a white girl ’cause her daddy was racist
i gave her d+ck and went deep in her bladder
i had her screamin’, “black lives really matter”
tryna hit l!ck and them bullets gon’ scatter
what i been through caused me all of this damage
so many demons like marilyn manson
deion was here, and the next day, he vanished
deion was here, and the next day, he vanished
when i die, sit me right next to my family
give me a chance to say bye to my family
he wasn’t here, but i still love my daddy
free my bro leo, he in the pen’ trappin’
he humble now, but my dog still a savage
we used to put the pounds up in the attic
if you want static, then sh+t can get tragic
pull up with sticks like we finna do magic
’cause i’m harry potter when slidin’ in traffic, yeah
[chorus]
i’m so slimy
pistol tote, conniving
mama, i’m sorry
but these streets made me grimy
i’m so violent
just might catch a body
mama, i’m sorry
but these streets made me grimy

- grind2hard osha lyrics

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