Tyson Beckford

Griselda uh, Ayo, Ayo, Check, Ayo

I seen plenty wins and losses

On this journey chasin' luxury (Uh, huh)

Ups and downs

Thousands sold pounds to police custody

(Fuck police) plenty hand to hands

Dirty bucks from selling custies E

Catchin' licks

Stash plenty tricks up my rugby sleeve

You lost 'cause you put

Your trust in thieves (Uh)

We stay dangerous

Told my brother cop another submachine

(Grr, grr, grr)

I seen life from lots of angles, each

One I was taught a lesson, "Stay woke"

Too many fools gassed off of false perception

Before rap profession

Ate off my four connections (I did)

Fuck nigga's food on the fork

You not at all impressive (You niggas lost)

Every dawg tryna dap your

Paw ain't authentic (Fuck outta here)

From Nеw York it's flip the raw

Or we fraud your credit

Expеrience will really teach you

What the game 'bout (Uh, huh)

Mad niggas died when Fentanyl first came out

(Damn) this some better dope, my nigga

Show me your vein now

Whoever in the way of my wave drowned (Nigga)

Ayo, heavy is the head that wear the crown

That's just how it is

Stay woke, stupidity and power is a sour mix

I built a castle out a pile of bricks

I finesse, been stylin' on ya, bitch

Like I'm Tyson Beck'

Heavy is the head that wear the crown

That's just how it is

Stay woke, stupidity and power is a sour mix

I built a castle out a pile of bricks

I finesse, been stylin' on ya bitch

Like I'm Tyson Beck'

Was really dancin' with the

Zombies at night, like Thriller jacket Mike

(Deadass) let 'em choose the packet, brown

Green or white? What you like?

(What you need?)

Out hear pedalin' but I ain't

Ridin' no kind of bike (Nah)

All my shit designer

Really got rich appetite (Uh, huh)

My garments out the Gallery Department (Yeah)

Everything I'm on is highly regarded

It's better than y'all shit

(Y'all niggas trash)

Had a spark when you started

But now you're just garbage (Ha, ha)

I'm eighty thousand hours passed

The master market (Yeah)

You moolies will never ever measure

Up to the margin (Never)

I stiff-armed Johnny Law tryna

Knock me on charges

I'm way up on the scorecard

You lost regardless

My shit ringin' off from Australia to Austin

Diesel on the boards

A homicide is a sure thing (It's dead)

Bow down and kiss the lord's ring

(Fuck outta here) fucker

Heavy is the head that wear the crown

That's just how it is

Stay woke, stupidity and power is a sour mix

I built a castle out a pile of bricks

I finesse, been stylin' on ya, bitch

Like I'm Tyson Beck'

Heavy is the head that wear the crown

That's just how it is

Stay woke, stupidity and power is a sour mix

I built a castle out a pile of bricks

I finesse, been stylin' on ya bitch

Like I'm Tyson Beck'

Griselda