Grateful in Sorrow Lyrics

Give 'em an inch they take a mile

Too many Aryan hoes in this bitch seig heil

Yeah she curvy she the type that used to curve me

Gimme six feet step back James worthy

Imma player need a jersey

Think I struck a nerve

Once she meet crew she gon throw it up like a serve

Shit get deep like a cervix

See Why you gotta hurt me

Boxing the whip burning loud police heard me

Kush fluffy looking like I'm breaking down a furby

Stuffy in this bitch oh it must be the season

You ain't got a purpose tell me what's the reason

Nothing you can purchase

But something you could live by

Be discreet

I ain't talking beef unless it's ribeye

I'm so out of reach

Phone roamin I ain't Caesar take a stab at it

She a showman she gon drop it like a bad habit

Murder she wrote

Spoke it all into existence

It could never be she still love me from a distance

Drugs make the magic real if only for an instant

Then it fade away like Kobe

Sometimes I wish I'd let you get to know me

A few exchanges in the meantime

Breaking down even though I seem fine

Holding onto nothing

Standing by calling out your bluff

Three am feeling disgusting

In the past it wasn't enough

Cause

You Give 'em a inch they take a mile