Gritter

[Intro: C-Mob]
Yeah
C-Mob in this motherfucker
Midwest in this motherfucker
Indiana
7-6-5

[Verse 1: C-Mob]
I am a beast
Just give me a beat and I guarantee that I will tear it to shreds
I never sell out for the industry and only rap about carrots and bread
So fuck a phony ass rapper who be renting chains
Bitch if you think you got respect you musta went insane
I stay in the streets
And yes I am hungry as hell I've been praying to eat
Something, my appetite is for destruction I'm crushing you, this is your day of defeat
Rappers sound like shit, they need to gargle with some Listerine
Quitе the fucking autotune and take your antihistaminе
And fuck y'all I'm grinding and I'm shining like I'm Mr. Clean
Some of you rappers out there one-timing eating Krispy Kreme's
This is for all of you out there who try to hate there is a code that you don't need to violate
Quite telling lies your demise is what I await
Every last one of you I would annihilate
So you better get back bitch
And get you some practice
Cause you're not touching me
Sticking you like a cactus
Wipe you off the atlas if you wanna fuck with me
I'm keep it moving I'll never label myself as a quitter
I'll grind until I'm outta time I am a gritter

[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
All about my money till I die I be a gritter
Thorough bred hustler I'm the pick of the litter
Flow so cold when I spit you get the jitters
Fuck with me and I will make your dreams go down the shitter

[Verse 2: T-Rock]
Look like they don limping and skinning so strenuous
Tell me god have I been blessed or cursed?
I never get rest, I'm up 24/7, no stopping I'm up to my neck in work
Got too many habits like drinking and smoking
It's only right that I invest in perc-
I gotta get money, I'm hungry as ever
Make room for the meal and less dessert
You fuck with my money I promise you that's the mistake of your life
You'll get stretched and merked
Pull up in the alley I let off a shot of you jump in the vehicle press reverse (mmm)
Y'all boys don't work like me
It's plain to see who dead sorry
Got a few Montana stacks they buried in my head harness
I'mma grind with a clique full of killers
My niggas at the pick of the litter
We all people in the struggle trynna bubble so I'm soaking up my sorrow in a pit full of liquor
And my niggas in the clique throw it of, amped up, don't soft
They'll pass of coffee
Fully equipped with 17 shots
Ready to pop to get a nigga ass up off me
What you know about 24/7
Strapped up but I got many more weapons
I keep a power move in the works like I make another half a mill in bout 20 more seconds
You a taker from the game, I'mma giver
Look in the eye never say die you a quitter
A blue collar grind
More work than shine it's dirt doing time and you fucking with a gritter nigga

[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
All about my money till I die I'll be a gritter
Thorough bred hustler I'm the pick of the litter
Flow so cold when I spit you get the jitters
Fuck with me and I will make your dreams go down the shitter