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jacob daley - grapefruit juice lyrics

[intro: jacob daley]
yeah, wait
when do i start? when do i start?
probably the next bar, yeah

[verse 1: jacob daley]
i keep myself the same+same+sa+sa— it’s insane
i don’t really see n0body changing my ways
got a optimistic presence if you ask me, i say
but i see a gray sky in a very plain day, uh
yeah, i mean sometimes you lose, sometimes you fail
i tripped and tried the trials and
tribulations on the trolley trail
i mean i dipped off then flip+flopped
feeling p+ssed off, when i felt lost
put my feelings in a ziplock
glass half empty if the sh+t filled with grapefruit juice, yeah
and you don’t love me like you say you do
follow the leader’s not a game that i play, my dude, uh
but you do anything to say you cool
i never fall for it, i’m making smooth songs
i’ve been a crash course dummy for f+cking too long
i’ve been that young n0body for f+cking too long
oh, i just went got the whole mood wrong, hey
planets align when i play this sh+t
eighty+fifth take, i ain’t one take drake and sh+t
late up i stay with the stakes high, making hits
drums bang+banging ’bout as sharp as a bayonet
say it loud, say something, they don’t ever play nothing
trynna make it big in the fakest rap era, yeah
rap+rappers like to say they pen game picasso
i should be making gospel the way that i write god flows
[chorus: nas]
play me at night, they won’t act right
a fiend of hip+hop, it’s got me stuck like a crack pipe
the mind activation, react like i’m facing
time like pappy mason, with pens i’m embracing
wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the street
and the nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete
whether cruising in a sikh’s cab or montero jeep
i can’t call it, beats make me falling asleep
i keep

[verse 2: jacob daley]
it’s mr. cool out
like i just caught my tempo and my groove now
i got a lot of bullsh+t i should tune out
like why the f+ck you ruining my mood now? wait
slow now, woah now, go and halt on your pace
hey now, woah now, won’t you stomp on them brakes?
like hey now, woah now, yo we must celebrate
’cause we do not know when we might pass away, aye
but not to make things dark
just mean to play my part
it’s always good guy daley, i never be too far
i hate my lame+ass raps, i always be subpar
and that’s why as of late, i take it more to heart
work on my literatures, dude
i’m putting numbers on the board, get triple digits on you
what’s competition to the minister of rhythms and tunes?
i spit a little bit of ritalin and get in my mood, yeah
i mean like i should know better
funny how i grow when it ain’t the cold weather
mr. old soul, mr. never+go+getter
mr. so bold always throwing that cheddar
it’s the sa+sa+same
i don’t really see n0body changing my ways
optimistic presence if you ask me, i say
but i see a gray sky in a very plain day, yes
[chorus: nas]
play me at night, they won’t act right
a fiend of hip+hop, it’s got me stuck like a crack pipe
the mind activation, react like i’m facing
time like pappy mason, with pens i’m embracing
wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the street
and the nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete
whether cruising in a sikh’s cab or montero jeep
i can’t call it, beats make me falling asleep
i keep

[outro: jacob daley]
alright, uh, shouts out to my buddy nas for this hook. i really— the contribution really meant a lot to me. uh, shoutout to grapefruit juice, uh, for tasting like, uh, cow d+ck. uh, shoutout to the big man upstairs. uh, shoutout to the big man downstairs. shoutout to, uh, “i like it when you call me big poppa.” uh, shoutout to, uh, what’s his name? oh, no no no no no no, what’s his name? what’s the movie where they do the long road trip? i feel like it’s like a white person phrase like “oh we’ve got a long way from here.” i’m gonna get back to you on that

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