Grain

[Verse 1]

Never jaded by the coochie, anti gemstone
Negro classic like a vintage muscle two-tone
Laundry after 8 p.m what I grew up on
No cash on camera, niggas wildin’, don’t help po po
Cubic zircs on the bottom, got the lisp on
The initials on the wrist from my parents’ home
Feel like Life Aquatic sneakers, need a pair of those
Dodged ‘bout half a dozen bullets, they generic hoes
Shot a movie yesterday, we not shooting up the base
I’m too pretty for some beef, don’t you see my fricken face?
I just want my people safe but niggas shooting ‘round the way
Got me feeling like a coon to leave my people to a gate
But the higher ups don’t want us here so here where I’ma stay
I delete incoming emails if that T is lowercase
These white people disrespected Mellz, ain’t forgiving that
City News and Pam Seatle could suck a sack

[Chorus]

Way too pretty to be dealing with this life
Way too pretty, conversations with your wife
She way too into me, she don’t say it, I see signs
Give that chick a fine the way she throwing that feline
Way too pretty to be dealing with this life
Dealing with this life
Dealing with this life
Way too pretty to be dealing with this life
Dealing with this life
Dealing with this life

[Verse 2]

Super 16 with the millimeter
Rose gold frames, pink shades, vision colour graded
Neo-soul artist with the bounce and the coarse grain
Jesus saves, so my wallet do the same thing
I may be feeling myself but I feel I’m doing well
P.H.I west as hell, you never been to Tinnel’s
Remember all of us broke, when you small you don’t know broke
I just remember no drinks, unless it came with a meal
Love my girls afro’d up
3A to 4C, yup
Blacker than a hockey puck
Ramen with the hot dog cut
Got no other options but to moshpit on every project
Beee and me behind the optics
It got rocky, bouncing back was a process
It’s the homie God every time that I deposit

(Chorus)