Against Tha Grain

[Intro: Jae Skeese]
Uh
I'm not the usual I go against the grain
I'm not the usual I go against the grain (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Jae Skeese]
I was on my mission for money
Hella things was coming secondary, like the month of February
Fake and snake vibes, you never catch 'em near me
As far as rap, I bury cats like pet cemetery
Still ain't universally accepted
Yeah, this lesson sketched up in my theories
It's cool, I keep it smoother than the leathers in the seven series
Ain't no stress you hear me
My shorty asked me, "Where you think this gift of God will get you?"
I said around the world, we travel cities packin' venues
These ain't no corny bars, these raps official
They [?] just like a canvas shoppin' bag that's packed with raps and nickels
I put that on my dad's initials
I'm from the hood where brother brandish pistols over petty beef and standard issues
So our physical interactions it wouldn't be safe and handshakes, you never know which one could be your last day
And life ain't all peaches and cream and crab cakes, that's why I hustle hard
Things ain't working out when you stuck in some bad shapes
My brother's fours up, that bond is unbreakable
It's unmistakable, there's so much love it's unexplainable
Look, the eyes see what they've been trained to view, my God never blessed me with a basic view
Watch where imma take this to

[Chorus: Jae Skeese]
Look
I'm not the usual I go against the grain
I stood tall when plenty would have folded from the pain
Check the schematics how it's moulded in my frame
Solid I remain until the ending of my days
My words impactful when they spoken on the stage
I scheme like [?] no I ain't normal with the plays
Check the schematics how it's moulded in my frame
Solid I remain until the ending of my days

[Verse 2: Flee Lord]
I got a ride backseat in the truck nowadays
I'm feeling like a boss but some think I'm a player
Rent the reek and fuck what they talking, I can't hear 'em speaking
Nigga fake we pickin' 'em off like we playin' defence
[Hide up and tactic ?] rhyme for my mathematics
Selling merch from the turf and they lined up to grab it
Passionate with bars, we clashin' it with stars
Sayin' prayers for my peers, while I'm ashing the cigar
At least five times a day I'm busting hundred dollar licks
One phone call to my youngins they be running down with blicks
When I'm finished with this verse I'm throwing a crack tour
If you cop a quarter brick then you gettin' it half off
Ballin's falling off now all of 'em back poor
Show 'em where you live they kick in your back door
I said you show 'em where you live they kick in your back door

[Chorus: Jae Skeese]
I'm not the usual I go against the grain
I stood tall when plenty would have folded from the pain
Check the schematics how it's moulded in my frame
Solid I remain until the ending of my days
My words impactful when they spoken on the stage
I scheme like [?] no I ain't normal with the plays
Check the schematics how it's moulded in my frame
Solid I remain until the ending of my days

[Verse 3: Conway the Machine]
Look
I feel like cap, I won't cross my heart for no star spangle
When you realise this shit designed for you to fail then it's gon change you
Attack your character from all angles
Give my shirt off my back to these niggas and they still not at all grateful
Counting my blessings man, I couldn't be more grateful
My grandmama used to say I pray that the Lord save you
My bitch looking like she fell from heaven in Palm Angels
You know it's the orange wraith when the don came through
Sending niggas to God I'm giving them all halos
Large drakos, leaving the car mangled
Living on Richlawn we couldn't afford cable
But it was always warm plates on my mom's table
Now look at me in my city I'm for sure staple
Leading by a land slide not a small ratio
Richer you get the more they gon hate you, fuck 'em this russian K punch 'em like Lomachenko

[Chorus: Jae Skeese]
I'm not the usual I go against the grain
I stood tall when plenty would have folded from the pain
Check the schematics how it's moulded in my frame
Solid I remain until the ending of my days
My words impactful when they spoken on the stage
I scheme like [?] no I ain't normal with the plays
Check the schematics how it's moulded in my frame
Solid I remain until the ending of my days