Video Grams de Jayy Grams 2024 Rap Lyrics

Jayy Grams - Grams Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
183rd Street

[Verse 1]
Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is
G.R.A.M.S., your shorty say I lay the best pipe
She batted an eye so I pitched the ball and I made her catch
Your fate attached, you must be trippin' man
You must've split the Xan'
Or you started raw, like you Vince McMahon
This shit clear 'til it hit the fan
But I'm a optimist, the picture half full like I'm with the fam
You niggas sharing them guns, that shit ain't authentic
Wavin' but that arm ain't yours, fuck, it's a prosthetic
I'm headed to different leadership, this divine crеdit
Point it then that blood get drawn but I ain't diabetic (My B)
I rhymе fetish with some ties to the town
I'm attacking the top of the tower, it's toppling down, ayy, what's up?
You can't even count on the score right
Lo-fi, we built to fight in the circle like Fortnite
Like it's Muay Thai
But even they done got extendos
Fear making more Tupacs, ain't no Kimbos here (Yeah, look)

[Chorus]
Spittin' holy, watch my homie ditch the doley
Roll a blunt and hit like Rollie, I cannot let her control me, geez (Real nigga for life)
The newest fees come with enemies (Enemies)
Ain't wasting time, bitch, it's ten a G
And now you heard it from me
Spittin' holy, watch my homie ditch the doley
Roll a blunt and hit like Rollie, I cannot let her control me, geez (Real nigga for life)
The newest fees come with enemies (Enemies)
Ain't wasting time, bitch, it's ten a G
And now you heard it from me

[Verse 2]
Uh, nigga, we get money
I might just get the jeans made by Robins, they crisp on me
Chicks comin' in, she ain't set up the hit, dummy
She ain't planned a robbery but she still got a lick for me, twist-tonguin' it
Dippin' off then I'm on some other shit
To reap the covenants I was passed down
I started with a bullet, scribbled shit when I passed town
Down to the last bullet, nigga, this not my last round
Was chillin' in Lansdowne when thinking of plans while
They outside on the corner taking shit from a manchild (What the fuck?)
It really be their fault
Feel the need to muscle, that shit devilish
An OG 'posed you legal hustle and development, uh
But nigga, never less, I can't let ya (I can't)
I fell victim many times, I'm aware of pressure (True)
I know it's stupid but ain't say it 'til that damn stretcher came
It's extra pain knowing that you couldn't even help a thing (Yeah, look)

[Chorus]
Spittin' holy, watch my homie ditch the doley
Roll a blunt and hit like Rollie, I cannot let her control me, geez (Real nigga for life)
The newest fees come with enemies (Enemies)
Ain't wasting time, bitch, it's ten a G
And now you heard it from me
Spittin' holy, watch my homie ditch the doley
Roll a blunt and hit like Rollie, I cannot let her control me, geez (Real nigga for life)
The newest fees come with enemies (Enemies)
Ain't wasting time, bitch, it's ten a G
And now you heard it from me

[Interlude]
Woo, yeah
Let me talk to 'em real quick
Yeah
Look

[Chorus]
Mama raised us three on her own
She ain't never asked for much, just to see that we've grown (Yeah)
I used to crack the dutch by the trees and then dome
I ain't had no one to match, I ain't even have a phone to hit niggas
Fit big as shit, I ain't fit with the rich niggas
Had to get a grip, wasn't gifted a gift-giver
Had to focus up and then I realized it's (Life)
Yeah, look

[Verse 3]
How was I to know mama keepin' my father's secrets?
I don't see him all day, and he out on the weekend
A little older when I finally found out he was tweakin'
See him overflowing with the shit, woulda drowned in the weepin' (Splat)
Yeah, to the top of the staircase
I'm carried like a man, you understanding a bear face (Grr)
No real niggas in my life, no, I ain't have nary a trace
Once Mo G had passed, let's recap
That's three cats on a spree fast
We taking everything thinking we'll get a G pass
We hit a lick off the bus and we thinkin' three knots or somethin'
We did it near the medic so the fucking doctor's comin'
But I seen it and we jetted, now the fucking knock is comin'
Wasn't all dandy
Almost shot off my hat and my back and a small family
We did that shit for a couple bucks and some Skullcandys
Did things to solve any problems, man, yeah

[Chorus]
Mama raised us three on her own
She ain't never asked for much, just to see that we've grown (Yeah)
I used to crack the dutch by the trees and then dome
I ain't had no one to match, I ain't even have a phone to hit niggas
Fit big as shit, I ain't fit with the rich niggas
Had to get a grip, wasn't gifted a gift-giver
Had to focus up and then I realized it's (Life)

[Outro]
Yeah
(Life, life, life, life)
(Life)