[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
I grind with a Brooklyn nigga basically
I’m a Brooklyn nigga basically
I’m a Brooklyn nigga basically
I grind with the grimiest

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
On the regular
lookin at popular color faces
observing what my brothers faces and all races
lost a generation of all hatred
see with your eyes dialated for the sake of the G’s
but keep it sacred G, fuck a rat race from take the cheese
Jack cheddar from the make believe
break the trees on the acd
rockin the red and black lumberjack faithfully
im a Brooklyn nigga, basically
I grind with the grimiest
learn how to eat in a jungle full of hyenas and vultures
dont worry what a verse will cost ya
from the young scortcher just remember who taught ya
I’ma spark it off unorthodox
Im signed to no majer, no wager
less than the 3 millon offer off the top
I be in the box when my coffin drops
why settle for an office spot
niggas dont always make it off the block
unless they extort rocks and support the cops
still spit shit
let me guess that your manican
leave him shook where he standing in and call it shenanigans
have you panicin do damages til your vanishin
word told….. his autopsy examinin
this is for my real hip hop fans em
I expose for em, leave fake emcees in the postmortem

[Hook: joey Bada$$]
cause money aint a thing if I got it I wont spend
all I got is my Pros, I dont need no friends
feel like this glory road is coming to an end
your only soul that wont sin…
… lonely world is bone chillin
make mills in Hells kitchen with these dishes
probably deliver drop trees in my swishers
bring that back til my property with ya

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
It aint easy being this royal
when you got this much going for you
it aint hard to be disloyal
coming straight from the soil
with eyes that never coil
start to think pretty a through career will this boil
the kid is that sick so suspect more coffins
Im the chosen one so you can expect more offers
I be sonin niggas so expect less off friends
best rapper alive I hear that line used less often
word to God Im the best offerin
BMX like Hoffman, BMF like bossman
your boss man got Jimmy Fallon endorsements
from porches to porsches gettin Porsches a fortune
they said next up, so I stepped up
fly like I dressed up,
bitches tryina hang like left nuts
like orangutan in the west of the Mother land
but I got the swing of a weather man, weather man
they cant understand
Pro Era boys pop rubberbands
everybody loves em

[Hook]

[Outro: Joey Bada$$]
Everybody love em
we don came up
I’ma spark it off unorthodox
they dont fear the name but they say the music is dope tho
Everybody love em
we don came up
I’ma spark it off unorthodox
they dont fear the name but they say the music is dope tho
on the regular