MXRS - Get a Grip Lyrics

They know I been under pressure, never fold, never trip
Yeah he push a lotta' white, but he walkin' with a blick
If my niggas catch me slippin, they gon' tell me get a grip
Uptown, downtown yeah my niggas take a trip
Back and forth across the city, yeah my niggas hittin' licks
Welcome to the six side, nigga walk slow
If my niggas like your shoes we might peel em' off your toes
Tryna' find my way out them hand me down clothes
Ain't nobody got my back I gotta it on my own
Hella broke I had to fix mine, wrist ice, nigga left handed so I keep it on the right side
I shine, kinda like the stars in the night sky, I spy, she just want a demon not a nice guy
Cartier glasses, with a bust down Rolly, I just ran me up a bag, then I split it with the homies
And they like to talk a lot, that remind me of the old me, and when I started gettin' money
That's when I start feelin' lonely, that's when I started feelin lonely
Got a drink in my cup and I sip it til' the mornin
And my niggas know what's up, they gon' come around for me
They gon' bring niggas umbrellas when it starts to get stormy
But now I'm back and the money is long, all of them haters are gone
I put all my feelings to the side and start writing these songs
Nobody putting me on, why would I apologize if you the one pissin' me off?
They know I been under pressure, never fold, never trip
Yeah he push a lotta' white, but he walkin' with a blick
If my niggas catch me slippin, they gon' tell me get a grip
Uptown, downtown yeah my niggas take a trip
Back and forth across the city, yeah my niggas hittin' licks
Welcome to the six side, nigga walk slow
If my niggas like your shoes we might peel em' off your toes
Tryna' find my way out them hand me down clothes
Ain't nobody got my back I gotta it on my own
Yeah, makin' trips back from the plug, servin' out wops at the club
Ziploc baggy and that nigga gon' hand me a dub
Trap phone blingin' and that nigga was hanging it up
Snitch on my niggas I swear that God couldn't pay me enough
And my niggas stay trappin' on the West side
You would think it's Tetris on yo block the way the Tec slide
Hit an op, leave his head spinnin' like he Bill Nye
Gotta keep running up the money for the real guys
And I know, there's money to be made I take it real slow
Deal or no deal it's a case closed, slidin' cross the border with the pesos
While I'm countin' up money in the background
Ask me how I did it, well I guess they'll never know
I keep tellin' all these niggas that I came up from the snow
In the Winter hair wet, leavin' home without a coat
Gotta' keep my feet movin' with my back against the ropes
Got me on the ropes, yeah my back against the ropes
I just bought a brand new whip but I really need a Rolls
Ridin' with my demons yeah they stayin' ten toes
Before we come and spin your block we doin recon with the drones
Split a nigga bone, tryna see his insides
Walk a nigga down, shit talkin' while he die
Now his body in the dirt, but his soul in the sky
They know I been under pressure, never fold, never trip
Yeah he push a lotta' white, but he walkin' with a blick
If my niggas catch me slippin, they gon' tell me get a grip
Uptown, downtown yeah my niggas take a trip
Back and forth across the city, yeah my niggas hittin' licks
Welcome to the six side, nigga walk slow
If my niggas like your shoes we might peel em' off your toes
Tryna' find my way out them hand me down clothes
Ain't nobody got my back I gotta to get it on my own

They know I been under pressure, never fold, never trip
Yeah he push a lotta' white, but he walkin' with a blick
If my niggas catch me slippin, they gon' tell me get a grip
Uptown, downtown yeah my niggas take a trip
Back and forth across the city, yeah my niggas hittin' licks
Welcome to the six side, nigga walk slow
If my niggas like your shoes we might peel em' off your toes
Tryna' find my way out them hand me down clothes
Ain't nobody got my back I gotta it on my own
Hella broke I had to fix mine, wrist ice, nigga left handed so I keep it on the right side
I shine, kinda like the stars in the night sky, I spy, she just want a demon not a nice guy
Cartier glasses, with a bust down Rolly, I just ran me up a bag, then I split it with the homies
And they like to talk a lot, that remind me of the old me, and when I started gettin' money
That's when I start feelin' lonely, that's when I started feelin lonely
Got a drink in my cup and I sip it til' the mornin
And my niggas know what's up, they gon' come around for me
They gon' bring niggas umbrellas when it starts to get stormy
But now I'm back and the money is long, all of them haters are gone
I put all my feelings to the side and start writing these songs
Nobody putting me on, why would I apologize if you the one pissin' me off?
They know I been under pressure, never fold, never trip
Yeah he push a lotta' white, but he walkin' with a blick
If my niggas catch me slippin, they gon' tell me get a grip
Uptown, downtown yeah my niggas take a trip
Back and forth across the city, yeah my niggas hittin' licks
Welcome to the six side, nigga walk slow
If my niggas like your shoes we might peel em' off your toes
Tryna' find my way out them hand me down clothes
Ain't nobody got my back I gotta it on my own
Yeah, makin' trips back from the plug, servin' out wops at the club
Ziploc baggy and that nigga gon' hand me a dub
Trap phone blingin' and that nigga was hanging it up
Snitch on my niggas I swear that God couldn't pay me enough
And my niggas stay trappin' on the West side
You would think it's Tetris on yo block the way the Tec slide
Hit an op, leave his head spinnin' like he Bill Nye
Gotta keep running up the money for the real guys
And I know, there's money to be made I take it real slow
Deal or no deal it's a case closed, slidin' cross the border with the pesos
While I'm countin' up money in the background
Ask me how I did it, well I guess they'll never know
I keep tellin' all these niggas that I came up from the snow
In the Winter hair wet, leavin' home without a coat
Gotta' keep my feet movin' with my back against the ropes
Got me on the ropes, yeah my back against the ropes
I just bought a brand new whip but I really need a Rolls
Ridin' with my demons yeah they stayin' ten toes
Before we come and spin your block we doin recon with the drones
Split a nigga bone, tryna see his insides
Walk a nigga down, shit talkin' while he die
Now his body in the dirt, but his soul in the sky
They know I been under pressure, never fold, never trip
Yeah he push a lotta' white, but he walkin' with a blick
If my niggas catch me slippin, they gon' tell me get a grip
Uptown, downtown yeah my niggas take a trip
Back and forth across the city, yeah my niggas hittin' licks
Welcome to the six side, nigga walk slow
If my niggas like your shoes we might peel em' off your toes
Tryna' find my way out them hand me down clothes
Ain't nobody got my back I gotta to get it on my own