Get a Grip Lyrics

Once I get my chips right, I'ma get my shit set

Still fondling funds, figuring out how to escape debt

The people who comment the most still ain't escaped yet

But out here preachin' conscious shit, and ain't awake yet

I say it's okay though

Maybe they're genuinely inspired

Maybe true peace of mind, body, and soul is desired

Regardless, all that starts with self, not with me

Use crystals if you need some help, I charge a fee

They told me if I was good at something, never do it for free

All these folk do is complain about my prices

And turn around and compliment like, "Whisper the nicest"

You get what you pay for, no one gets the quality I give

Eh, well... you live and you learn

And if you caught inside your feelings, roll up and burn

Don't spend it, make the money work, how else do you earn

Saving money is out the question when you're broke with concerns

I need a grip

I need to eat

Ain't no point in robbing my neighbor

This nigga broke as me

I cant do you no favors

I'm sick of sitting on indeed

Trying to get lucky in a system

That only profits off me

I'll sell fire in hell, I'll sell clouds to the sky

I'll sell leaves to trees on the fourth of July

I'll teach a Robin how to fly

Make him pay for the classes

Either up front or garnish their future finances

Gets your manz and get a grip