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stik figa x conductor williams - 7-8-grit lyrics

[chorus]

i’m coming live from the seven-eight grit
y’all k!lling time i’m just trying to live
best from the town tell me who on your list
that boy stik, the man, the legend, the myth

[verse one]

seventy west back on the interstate
doing a buck, i really need to get away
pushing an impala, i really might get a wraith
spread her legs and i’m calling that a dinner date
i was born, i was bred for it
that’s for real, that’s not metaphoric
i live it, write it, then record it
planted roots, the rest of y’all is just tourist
what’s goodie, what’s happening
i need all of mine, not just a fraction
i’m talking about now, you talking about back when
white girl was moving like danica patrick
you a sav, you be trapping
man, these suckas just rapping
i’m about my facts, you reach like elastic
just cause it slap, that don’t mean that you tapped in
i’m really something to see, they got me back cooking
one thousand degrees
shooting my shot at the top of the key
you got commentary but you is not in my league
i’m saying
never been in a position to judge
the yin and the yang i’m conflicted enough
pick a direction, the pendulum thrust
be a christian, a muslim, a crip or a blood
i’m saying
me plus d is heat, that’s how the math works
i’m going dumb like believing in a flat earth
the homie smoke something loud as the black church
your baby mama chews me up, i’ve had worse
see, i got some inappropriate -ssociates
the flow ain’t what we going with
the current what we go against
the cracker throw the book at a n-gga, before you open it
we know the risk
hoping that the mac don’t buffer when we load the clip
and every gift got a downside
shout out the central, the east and the south side
build and destroy, yea, we starting again
had to shake the ego, unify and start up a trend
how you succeed and you ain’t even failed yet
rap through the trauma that i still ain’t even dealt with
search through emotions that i still ain’t even felt yet
life’s pros and cons have you weighed them on a scale yet
i got some haters, won’t put you in a verse
had a lapse in judgment off the doobies and percs
tricking on a hooker bought her shoes and a purse
you think she’s bad and boujee
she’s just rude in a skirt

[chorus]

i’m coming live from the seven-eight grit
y’all k!lling time i’m just trying to live
best from the town tell me who on your list
that boy stik, the man, the legend, the myth

- stik figa x conductor williams lyrics

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