Gran Lyrics

Aye, yeah

Your love is my medicine

I'm a real nigga, don't need comparison

She talking shit in my face, I'm a gentleman

She calls me daddy, I am Mexican

I make somebody look at that bitch and mend

I'm a real good dude and I'm genuine

Fuck you mean you know me, you ain't my friend

I got you with it and I just had to let you go

A hot face not gonna be something I know

Used to tell my friend I had a depression

All that little niggas could say is oh

Where am I from? I'm from the below

I'm from the place where they call you slow

I'm from the place where the wind just blow

Talk in your face, real shit, no flow

I'm on the gram, I'm just posting a lam

With my sister and the L-A-A-M

Lamborghini on the Instagram, they say damn

They DM my message, where you at man

Where you gonna go in life, what's the plan

You look so much better than back then

Oh you know NLE Choppa, I'm such a fan

I wish I could've been a part of your gran

I'm like wait

I'm rapping on this beat and I know it's slapped

I kiss on this bitch, I see her lips are chapped

When I step on that stage, I better hear you clap

I close up my life, feel like close my gap

I like to fuck bitches, I don't need to flap

She made decisions, so her fingers snapped

I'm a fast one, forced to complete a lap

Okay, so you finally see I made it

Now all of a sudden you want to be naked

All the fakes I had, I waited

Old friends, they all just hated

And I paint the picture I painted

Why you scared? I have no clue

I smoke up this blunt and I'm faded

I feel like my sister, I'm jaded

With my bitch, my love complicated

And I feel like my heart's separated

I'm up to no minutes dedicating

Anti-social, Minike's isolated

Minike didn't graduate

But you know he educated

Minike controls his temper

But you know he can't activate it

Aye, yeah, your love is my medicine

I'm a real nigga, don't need comparison

She talking shit in my face, I'm a gentleman

She calls me daddy, I am Mexican

I make somebody look at that bitch and mend

I'm a real good dude and I'm genuine

Fuck you mean you know me, you ain't my friend

I got you with it and I just had to let you go

A hot face not gonna be something I know

Used to tell my friend I had a depression

All that little niggas could say is oh

Where am I from? I'm from the below

I'm from the place where they call you slow

I'm from the place where the wind just blow

Talk in your face, real shit, no flow

I'm on the gram, I'm just posting a lam

With my sister and the L-A-A-M

Lamborghini on the Instagram, they say damn

They DM my message, where you at man

Where you gonna go in life, what's the plan

You look so much better than back then

Oh you know NLE Choppa, I'm such a fan

I wish I could've been a part of your gran