Old Grove Lyrics

What was that? An Exhibition

We need emotional content. Try Again

That's it. How did it feel to you

Let me think

Don't think, feel

It's like a finger pointing a way to the moon

Don't concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory

Do you understand

I was born in 99' so I've been the one since 2000

I moved houses, changed states to move mountains

The youth fountain, drank too much now I'm drowning

In regrets of past attempts, myself I thought I found it

Soul searching, that's what you do, inside your soul's hurting

Pole working, ain't working out so now your home lurking

Instagram, they seen you advertise that OnlyFans

Knowing that you'd be so much better if you had a hundred grand

College life, that's what you need for a successful life

Ain't it, right? That's what they told me in my early life

Get it right

Secure the bag and never leave your pipe, cause niggas be dying for a reason to come And steal your life

Two doors down two wheels on the Victoria

Six foot seven, big man he was a warrior

The slightest thing will get him mad, didn't mean to worry you

But looks can be deceiving, this heathen was really more of a

Lesson in disguise, it taught me to be amplified

By the people that say they love you, they'll look at you in the eyes

Then they stab you right in the back and tried turning shit on your brother

No, that shit won't happen you stupid little motherfucker

Lessons in the life that we living, its purely pleasure

Ain't no diamonds being made without heat and a little pressure

I'm the center of a multi-million-dollar misadventure

So step to me if you wanna, ill murder any contender

A crook gon' be a crook and player gon' be a player

When that player get to cooking the crooked gon' get to playing

Plot on you for weeks to find nights that you bring the weight in

Pay your bitch rent to find out the places you staying

Oh, you trying to holler bitch? Well, thats new

Oh, you want dollar bitch? Well, take two

I ain't wanna nigga, I hate you, I told all my bitches you really a fake dude

How 'bout we get naked and maybe go take shrooms

I'm feeling so faded like baby I need room

Roll me up a jay to escape, maybe two

Now they got a video, I'm tweaking on YouTube

Running down the block with a sword and a flintlock

Looking for some trouble but dammit I found a lot

Wish a nigga would but really I hope not

Cause I just dropped my sword and I only got one shot

So whatcha wanna do B? Let's make a movie

Black action star I'm kicking shit just like I'm Bruce Lee

Two niggas run up on me they two getting two pieced

Nickname Xanax bar cause I induce sleep

Stand back, put my dukes up, I get to smiling

Looking like a villain I'm chilling with perfect timing

Waiting with precision, I'm killing to get my high in

But then in came this six-seven-foot giant

I'm looking at him up and down

Like why nobody told me you was back in town

Ima have to put your ass under the ground

Cause I done killed some demons, this the second round

Yeah this the second part

Had to clear my conscience reflecting on my own art

When you learn to bite you not ever gon' have to bark

I'ma keep it real and its been this way from the start

Nigga.