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Grammy Video (MV)




Performed By: Sol Jay
Length: 2:54
Written by: Sol Jimenez




Sol Jay - Grammy Lyrics
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I been feelin' some way
I got some skeletons in my closet
I'm tryna move back to LA
Do I even got enough money in my pocket?
A dollar and a dream, 3 years ago
1 man team, I been all alone
Mr. independent, I do this on my own
Waiting for the day that I hear them say that
They say that they see me, see me on they TV
Sayin' that they know me, say they wanna be me
Ima win a Grammy, Ima tell my Granny
Tell me that they love me, show love to my family
If I have some problems, money gonna solve 'em
Right up in the billboards, never at the bottom
Enemies will envy, make 'em wanna end me
Ima get that fake love, got 'em actin friendly
Yeah I try, don't stop
Yeah I won some and some lost
Gave up on school, that's off
This music all I got
My conscience to the side
Tryna push thru with no high
Think I got too much pride
Maybe this all a lie
It's the time and money, investing, checks in my bank
It's the grind, the fans, and I look up at my rank
They still tell me I'm nothing, but I don't care it's okay
I still try, I try, but they always gonna hate
Make a 100 thousand, Hollywood housing
More than just a dream with the money that I'm countin'
Maybe this is nothing, maybe they was bluffin'
Maybe this ain't real, I got nobody to trust in
They say that they see me, see me on they TV
Sayin' that they know me, say they wanna be me
Ima win a Grammy, Ima tell my Granny
Tell me that they love me, show love to my family
If I have some problems, money gonna solve 'em
Right up in the billboards, never at the bottom
Enemies will envy, make 'em wanna end me
Ima get that fake love, got 'em actin friendly
I ain't ignorant but that's just what they really want
Portraying images and and shock value put you on
Say you 'bout it boy but where the hell you really from?
Dickriding and trust making a fake bond
Twitter beefing and clout chasing and shooting shots
Creativity shrunken while I've been in this box
I ain't 'bout to be something that I'm just really not
Burning bridges, I'm walking over these broken rocks
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I been feelin' some way
I got some skeletons in my closet
I'm tryna move back to LA
Do I even got enough money in my pocket?
A dollar and a dream, 3 years ago
1 man team, I been all alone
Mr. independent, I do this on my own
Waiting for the day that I hear them say that
They say that they see me, see me on they TV
Sayin' that they know me, say they wanna be me
Ima win a Grammy, Ima tell my Granny
Tell me that they love me, show love to my family
If I have some problems, money gonna solve 'em
Right up in the billboards, never at the bottom
Enemies will envy, make 'em wanna end me
Ima get that fake love, got 'em actin friendly
Yeah I try, don't stop
Yeah I won some and some lost
Gave up on school, that's off
This music all I got
My conscience to the side
Tryna push thru with no high
Think I got too much pride
Maybe this all a lie
It's the time and money, investing, checks in my bank
It's the grind, the fans, and I look up at my rank
They still tell me I'm nothing, but I don't care it's okay
I still try, I try, but they always gonna hate
Make a 100 thousand, Hollywood housing
More than just a dream with the money that I'm countin'
Maybe this is nothing, maybe they was bluffin'
Maybe this ain't real, I got nobody to trust in
They say that they see me, see me on they TV
Sayin' that they know me, say they wanna be me
Ima win a Grammy, Ima tell my Granny
Tell me that they love me, show love to my family
If I have some problems, money gonna solve 'em
Right up in the billboards, never at the bottom
Enemies will envy, make 'em wanna end me
Ima get that fake love, got 'em actin friendly
I ain't ignorant but that's just what they really want
Portraying images and and shock value put you on
Say you 'bout it boy but where the hell you really from?
Dickriding and trust making a fake bond
Twitter beefing and clout chasing and shooting shots
Creativity shrunken while I've been in this box
I ain't 'bout to be something that I'm just really not
Burning bridges, I'm walking over these broken rocks
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Writer: Sol Jimenez
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