Gravy n’ Biscuits - Injury Reserve

Humble as a mumble in the jungle, ya dig?

Can’t never knock the hustle, get that shit how you live

Glad to see a new day, 'cause not everyone does

Tell my daughter I love her, shoot a text to my bruhs

I’m just glad nobody shootin' TECs to my bruhs

'Cause to not be in the Bay got me stressin' so much

New timezone every day, it’s hard keepin' in touch

But all my real ones know I’ll be there in the clutch

Yo, I went from Duck, Duck, Goose to gettin' fucked up off Goose

Connect Four to hittin' my connect for

Four grams or more, just to make it through the day

Now I fly for some Harold’s and come back the same day, what’s up?

I’m an awful guy, you bozos set the bar too low

You born in '85 and told your girl you 'bout to blow

You blew like 85 and told your mom it’s for the business

Nigga, you 'bout to blow your knee out at a L.A. Fitness

Who, me?

You should see the other guy

He been Mavis Beacon thumbs crampin', tryin' nullify

He been tryin' monetize handshakes and daps

I been buyin' passports for my friends, point at the map

The sky over your head ain’t safe no more

And this safe place ain’t your home

(Would you like to upload this to your cloud?)

The blue lights bad for your eyes, lil nigga

You won’t grab the chrome (Google me, nigga)

Niggas put all they eggs in one basket

Shit happens, gotta double down on they actions

Or they hold they breath and turn around for reactions

Ain’t shit happen, we well accustomed to your tactics, yo

This is just the beginning, here comes crescendo

Annie, are you okay?

Peekin' out the window

Wrong info, fake flexin' me and them know

I could tell you just took the Uber sticker off your window

(Yo, yo)

Me and you (Check it, yeah, check it)

Everything cool, nigga

Everything gravy n' biscuits (Yeah)

Everything’s alright, nigga, I said

Me and you (Yeah, check it)

Everything cool, nigga

Everything gravy n' biscuits (Yeah, check it, yeah)

Everything’s all good nigga (Check it)