[Intro] G double O S E Yeah Real fuckin music bitch! get in , lets go! [Chorus] I'm tryna grief like fuck it pour it up (up) Demons in the truck, they won't let me stop (vroom) Lost too many, now the whole squad ghost me (ghost) Tryna grief, tryna grief, overdose (yeah yeah) Yeah I'm tryna grief (grief), yeah I'm tryna grief (what) Mask on rage but the tears still leak (drip) Mama callin', I can't even speak (shh) Tryna grief, tryna grief, in too deep (deep deep) [verse scouser gangster] Yeah, slatt, walk in froze, neck look like a glacier (ice) Diamonds do the talkin’, I don’t need no translator (nah) Phantom in the cut, ghost ridin’ the matrix (skrrt) They say this shit AI, boy I’m too creative (what?) I just poured a four, now my pupils dilated (lean) Voice sound like Carti but the pain elevated (slatt) They be typin’ prompts, I been typin’ these classics (facts) Human in my soul, check the pulse, it’s still active (boom) Red beam hit his chest like a Playboi tattoo (pew) Future in my cup, turn a Tuesday to a taboo (yeah) They screamin’ “that’s a bot!” while I’m countin’ these racks too (racks) Real pain in these bars, can’t copy that with ChatGPT, ha Vampire lifestyle, bitch I’m up at like three (vamp) Whole lotta red drippin’ out the speakers, believe (slatt) You can run that scanner, still gon’ say it’s me (it’s me) AI wrote it? Nah fam, that’s just haters tryna grief [Chorus] I'm tryna grief like fuck it pour it up (up) Demons in the truck, they won't let me stop (vroom) Lost too many, now the whole squad ghost me (ghost) Tryna grief, tryna grief, overdose (yeah yeah) Yeah I'm tryna grief (grief), yeah I'm tryna grief (what) Mask on rage but the tears still leak (drip) Mama callin', I can't even speak (shh) Tryna grief, tryna grief, in too deep (deep deep) [Verse 2 lyrical Memphis phonk] Lil bih tryna grief me like I’m a hoe, oh oh no Put a stick to her teeth, freeze that fake-ass smile, yo Click clack, hit that bih from the back back Knock out her tracks in the back of the lac Toss up a sack of that pure nap time, yeah Boss up on these hags, it’s my fuckin’ time, yeah You griefin’ me? Bitch I grief harder, leave you shook Raid your whole bag, leave your name in the dirt and the mud 3 for 3 on a side by side we ride dirty See my steeze, better hide, you gon’ die early Burly, bands sturdy, 30 on 30 on 30 Early bird get the dirty, purple on a birdie, yuh I’m that guy, fuck niggeh, buck skrilla Smoke got me filled like a fuckin’ killa Illa than a little cop, yuh Grief you offline, grief you online, grief your whole squad Fuck is you talkin’ ‘bout? Bitch im [Chorus] I'm tryna grief like fuck it pour it up (up) Demons in the truck, they won't let me stop (vroom) Lost too many, now the whole squad ghost me (ghost) Tryna grief, tryna grief, overdose (yeah yeah) Yeah I'm tryna grief (grief), yeah I'm tryna grief (what) Mask on rage but the tears still leak (drip) Mama callin', I can't even speak (shh) Tryna grief, tryna grief, in too deep (deep deep) [outro echoes] (Grief) (Grief) (just tryna grief)
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