The New Jersey Nets

[Verse 1: Grizzly the Natural]
Couldn't count it on JPP's hands how many fucks I give
All of yo raps are fibs, all of yo past's a myth, baby I'd plead fifth
It comes to my change, all of that came within
I'm sick of the games, all of them pay to win
And now my cloud space ain't backing up, so I'm scared for me
Cuz my headspace been getting cloudy wit dead homies
That's including people I've cut off, cuz they dead to me
Man I like space, so I never need no damn roomies
At least I work a job so I know I'm earning my damn pay
If I adding rap man I'm getting paper like every day
Mic like Jackson I punch and kick like Rampage
I leave this all up to my home base
Drakes go off for that pound cake
I got a spot homie to push weight
Safest campus, but I stutter stepped on that crime rate
I don't throw a party on launch date
I made ten tapes when I'm looking back man they all great

[Hook: Grizzly the Natural]
I'm tryna rich, go buy the Nets
Then bring the team back to New Jersey
Smoking that loud, he would be proud
Word to the Governor Murphy
Pray to Allah, digging through files
Looking for something to hurt me
Ash and I dip, watch for the storm
Town I'm that living in Merky
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[Verse 2: Phace]
Look, clouds on my vision as I crep
Rain feeling heavy with the stress
Watching over Prince with all my steps
So I'm never looking back at what I left
Feel like VC with the ride, feel like rough of Rolling Stone
Wasn't long ago when winter pushed me
Far away from where I belong
Hard to turn from the urge when the road keeps on calling
The land speaks so loudly so I tread quite softly
Through the peaks and the valleys
Mountain trails they get quite lofty
A n***** gotta catch his breath
A n**** gotta watch his step, when I top my rank and
I breeze through the smoke and I live through the strain
Despite all the wars that I met, despite all the burdens I kept
Found myself falling over many ties, crossing over many lines
Sickness in our hearts young n***** acting ill advised
To break out of minimum wage, I live with a maximum sentence
Through feminine drought, you easily tempted
Heart of gold, covered full of resentment
Young and old, carry pain in a death wish

[Hook: Phace]
I'm Tryna rich, go buy the Nets
Then bring em all back to New Jersey
Smoking that loud, he would be proud
Word to the Governor Murphy
Pray to Allah, digging through files
Looking for something to hurt me
Ash and I dip, watch for a storm
Town I'm that living in Merky