Gray$cale - Lament Lyrics

Aye, Gray
That's your girl, but she told me that she like me
Told me to meet her in the backseat
Bitch, I don't really like you
And you don't really like me
I'm the guy everybody style-biting
Everybody wanna fight me
Or they want me to rap
It's gon' cost you a bag
I'm burning paper 'til it's cashed
Pussy boy slippin', passed out in the trash
All this power makes me fuckin' sad
All my so-called "friends" wanna get on a track
I ain't even really mad
I don't really wanna rap
But you can give me the mic, I'll be speaking the facts
Peasants smoking on that pack
If you messing with Texas, you know we gon' clap (You mo'fuckin' cap)
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident
This passion is painful on accident
This shits in my nature, don't have to flex
Wake up, I'm sleeping on half a check
I run up these demons like Baphomet
Method to madness like Hamlet
Talkin' bout digits? Now that's a bet
I'm tryna cop that all black MKX
Lil' baby, bitch, you need a bassinet
Paranoid, so I copped the Tec
If I were you, bitch, I would hit the deck
I've been tweaking to 100 gecs
Got 1000 on my fuckin' neck
Bitch I am trap like a clarinet
I'm so sick, I need a Claritin
You said it's 5 a pop for X? It's meth
2 per bar? Dumbass, it's pressed with fet
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident

Aye, Gray
That's your girl, but she told me that she like me
Told me to meet her in the backseat
Bitch, I don't really like you
And you don't really like me
I'm the guy everybody style-biting
Everybody wanna fight me
Or they want me to rap
It's gon' cost you a bag
I'm burning paper 'til it's cashed
Pussy boy slippin', passed out in the trash
All this power makes me fuckin' sad
All my so-called "friends" wanna get on a track
I ain't even really mad
I don't really wanna rap
But you can give me the mic, I'll be speaking the facts
Peasants smoking on that pack
If you messing with Texas, you know we gon' clap (You mo'fuckin' cap)
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident
This passion is painful on accident
This shits in my nature, don't have to flex
Wake up, I'm sleeping on half a check
I run up these demons like Baphomet
Method to madness like Hamlet
Talkin' bout digits? Now that's a bet
I'm tryna cop that all black MKX
Lil' baby, bitch, you need a bassinet
Paranoid, so I copped the Tec
If I were you, bitch, I would hit the deck
I've been tweaking to 100 gecs
Got 1000 on my fuckin' neck
Bitch I am trap like a clarinet
I'm so sick, I need a Claritin
You said it's 5 a pop for X? It's meth
2 per bar? Dumbass, it's pressed with fet
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident
You're my subject like I'm Aperture
Sparking up loud in the passenger
Hoes hit my phone like I'm bachelor
Turn this bitch into a massacre
Bitches love me 'cause I'm passionate
Baby you know that I'm heaven-sent
But I've been falling for the devil's sin
This passion is painful on accident