Sippin' on Grapes

Sittin in the grass with my legs crossed
Sippin on Grapes, yea
Killin beats now we need the Red Cross
Get the red tape, yea
Nappy head brotha now the dreads long
Real homies they gon' help you when you dead wrong
No jokin Imma get to it, even when the bread long
Stay up on yo toes they gon' try to take yo head off
Seven hour flight don't take my headphones off
Any problems and I'm wit it, face it head on
Get yoself up out the house and get yo bread right
Hope you see me when you sittin at that red light
Hope you think about me when you at that intersection
Broadway and Cuba Hill girl I'm in this direction
Hope you know that I'm in love with all your imperfections
But I just can't help but feel that there's a disconnection
Damn
Texts goin green
Haven't really spoken since 2017
If you really wanna, I could put you on the team
She a prima donna, I could put her in a ring
I been havin trouble tryna wrap my mind around things
You in trouble when I get up in the limelight
Everybody runnin, I just wanna ride by
They was talking shit and now they want a high five?
Huh
High five this shit
I'm about to spread that bread, not talking biscuits
Louis bed spread, on some rich shit
Is you gon' get up out yo bag, is you gon' risk it?
Oh you take no chances, you gon' lose then
Imma take my chances, don't care who's in
I ain't takin advances, I make the rules now
And i ain't takin advantage cuz Imma prove how

Painting shit red like the red bottoms
Head shot 'em, red dot 'em, kid got 'em, I got 'em, no problem
Police is profiling, hoes wilding, Long Island screwdrivers everyday
So violent
So silent
Nobody speakin up
So quiet
So shy
So many lies, mothers crying, mothers dying, kids are grieving
Kids are bleeding, keeps repeating, while they're sleeping
I can't even make a reason up, it just doesn't make sense
Make it make sense to me please
What does it mean to be free?
Opened up the door, then slammed it in my face
Been running from my shadow, been running towards my fate
Things are finally lookin up
I been really cookin up
I been finally feelin like
I been really doin somn
Now I'm bout to blow this bitch up like volcano
That's what happens when you're fuckin with the J. Rose