Grinding My Gears

Yeah (grinding the gears before my eyes)

Where we at? (grinding the gears before my eyes)

What else?

It ain't 227, 50? Fuck 'em all, black Superman, I'm above the law

Still could fit the crown, used to pitch the mound with a zip of brown like a knuckleball

Uncle Claw used to run the six, seen him bust a brick in some coveralls

If I touch a bitch, she a lucky dog, hang up on my chick if a cluck call

Money tall as the Jolly Green at the Food James servin' Bobby gin

Had to short my last two clients, 15 for the whole Butterball

All white meat turkey, couple hundred racks, need a hundred-pack and a Perky

Work uncut, got it jumpin' back like some burpees

F-250 in the driveway, cuddy pulled up in a black Mercury

Flag ban', limpin' on my bad leg with a duffel bag full of chirpies

Got my car washed by a crackhead and bought a Gumbo pack of some turkeys

Told my bitch, "I need that green face presi to help celebrate our anniversary"

Out in Chiraq on the vessel, me and Bruno can't let 'em Uno reverse me

Been left a nigga in the two-door, smellin' earthly

Glock 24 on my person, we some ConCreatures, I'm from Pluto and you a earthling

Reppin' 227, slash five fingers and a serpent (let's get it)

Unalivin' my fears, voted less likely to succeed but now I'm outshinin' my peers

Dope party, yellow shit just like pullin' teeth but now the bricks are white as veneers

Been quiet for years, after that moment of silence, I held back for cryin' some tears

Hidin' the hurt behind the pints and the purp' but lately I've been ridin' with spears

Eyes in the rear, nine in my AMIRIs, play with this shits, I've been grindin' for years

The life that I lead, it's a life full of crime, never thought of makin' crime a career

Drivin' impaired, minivan doin' trips at the border, tryna get cleared

So, why would I care? What's a circle to a square? But this shit been grindin' my gears

Showed you some shit, was only for your eyes and your ears

Laugh in the jungle, I'm forest couple of port dogs, lions, tigers and bears

Why was I spared? On the alphabet highway in the checkered cab with the dice on the mirror

When we move in Greece, we don't do this shit for no likes and no shares

Nice in the squares, packin' up heavy blow, you gotta buy lighters in pairs

Burnin' all the packs closed, got my thumbs burned, days I forgot to pray

Saved by my grandmother's prayers, Ray was a block away

Pops always told me I'ma have to face the music one day but not today

Double parked on the one way at the dead end in a red Benz

If a nigga didn't have no tokens, grow up, probably still be chosen in the fed pen

All my life I've been a oil spill, servin' fiends, skinny, into olive oil

Might wrap the Double R olive green just to nickname the whip Oliver

And shit on all the non-profiters, whippin' up in that Don Toliver

Sky's the limit, we was five-percent tinted down the street from St. Veronica

Money on your head, this ain't a yamaka, give you candlelights, Happy Hanukkah

On The Run Tour, youngin' cut his dreads after he cut off his ankle monitor

Unalivin' my fears, voted less likely to succeed but now I'm outshinin' my peers

Dope party, yellow shit just like pullin' teeth but now the bricks are white as veneers

Been quiet for years, after that moment of silence, I held back for cryin' some tears

Hidin' the hurt behind the pints and the purp' but lately I've been ridin' with spears

Eyes in the rear, nine in my AMIRIs, play with this shits, I've been grindin' for years

The life that I lead, it's a life full of crime, never thought of makin' crime a career

Drivin' impaired, minivan doin' trips at the border, tryna get cleared

So, why would I care? What's a circle to a square? But this shit been grindin' my gears