Kameron Kirby - GRAHAM (feat. DUPIZZ) Lyrics

I do be tryna be in love but
To be in it is to be in pain
Ion wanna feel that sh-
Sh Sh Sh Shit nigga

Alright let's get into it

Stacking up more grahams then them crackers
Multiply the look that shit don't even add up
A few more records to collection never subtract em
Except any for phony bitch that's holding my path up
Damn I know they mad yup f*ck
Damn
I know they mad yuh f*ck
F*ck
Maybe I should retract me statem-

Pedaling listening to track one five
A nigga will be alright
Loafers is f*cking stomping on sweet eyes
Sweating too much from yo hot lies for real no front
It's all good from the punt stuffed like a pot pie
Fitted don't fit from the fro niggas is slow
The pain is so so till I cover it all with a joke
Then I crack open like a yolk shit
Then I run from the problem I need a cloak quick
Fit I put together hide from the slow tears
Twenty years the car this shit don't do both gears
Made sweet ears in a spree to find happiness shit
Cheers
But f*ck it
Ducking the cut out
I'm cutting you the f*ck off
Went from have sweet tooth now a vid of us makes us cough
Buying clothes as closure to fill the void
But my closet so big it's turning a black hole
I got a f*cking problem but I act like I dont know

Niggas stack more grahams then them crackers
Multiply the look that shit don't even add up
A few more records to collection never subtract em
Except any for phony bitch that's holding my path up
Damn I know they mad yup f*ck
F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck
Damn ha I know they mad f*ck
F*ck f*ck em
Maybe I should retract me statement

Why did I even say that
I know why you said that
Nah
F*ck that
Yo look

This aint even my type beat
I remember being sober a nigga couldn't even sleep
Why would I wanna switch shoes you couldn't walk in my feet
Yea your running from your lyrics while I just walk on the beat yea
Suburb baby but why am I in the streets
Summertime Wildwood I'm chilling down at the beach
Yea they ask me what I'm doing I'm being all I can be
I can f*ck a bad bitch in a fruit of the loom tee yea
You looking for it I give you something to see yea
My thoughts dirty but know that my face clean
Call me Pizz Martin Luther you know that I got a dream
Banana split bitches I'm getting the ice cream
No I'm not a Spike Lee but I'm doing the right thing
Or I'm doing the right things
I'm selling all these wrongs so I ain't get nice things
Yea free my best friend been locked since 2016

She not smart enough to have my heart no Stevie Wonder
She not smart enough to have my heart no Stevie Wonder
She not smart enough to have my heart no Stevie
She not she not she not uh
F*ck

Stacking up more grahams then the crackers
Multiply the look that shit don't even add up
A few more records collection never subtract em
Except any for phony bitch that's holding my path up
Damn I know they mad yup f*ck
F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck
F*ck uh
I know she mad f*ck
F*ck you

Stop f*cking playing with me nigga
I really do this shit nigga
Just cause niggas get f*cking mad or some shit
Don't mean you can
Don't mean you can f*cking
Shit
Pussy ass niggas man
F*ck all yall niggas man
F*ck is yall niggas