GROSS

[Intro]
Liberty, gross

[Verse 1]
Every verse it gets harder to breathe
Every verse it gets even harder to breathe
I don’t think about what has to be determined
Spitting metaphors, Figure 4’s
How a nigga gonna make it out of this wasteland
How a nigga got a .38 still tucked in his waistband
Propaganda goin' up they know that shit Clayton
I’m feeling like I’m Bigsby counting stacks with them Ray-Bans
100 million, headed to the Zanzibar
Peep I’m stretching up the heights I won’t ever account for y'all
Now I’m bound to make the call
Back to be profound against y'all
That’s why you’ll never see a glimpse of niggas shedding their falls
Used to sleep all on the floor and ottomans to the wall
I think about it everyday, on Hero, gave it my all
Got the Ace, installed the art and put that shit in the wall
We reinvest inside the neighborhoods and make it a ball
MVC3 Ryu Akuma and Ken peep they snarl
I took the goat out of the fence and left em' dead at the mall
Chase directions and records sales time to clear out the fog
When idols post on the blocks be ya competitor dawg
Took charge of positions, prioritize until we fall

[Chorus]
Gross, gross

[Verse 2]
Uh, I’m Aaron Rodgers with the 4th quarter comeback
What’s that in the sky? I don't know, all I see is a hero
Feel like Robert DeNiro, casino need a Consuelo, Pendejo
Elevated mindset need a black card with gold and some pesos
Backwood smoke make my mind feel heavy
Jumped out of the slave ship popping champagne, Serengeti
They didn’t give me a chance so yes of course I had made it
Open minded opportunities the subtleness break it
So a nigga par like Tiger Woods I'm fucking these bitches
You could be numero uno zero condemning visions
Ain’t no nigga as raw as me, felt that pain since my birth
Hear the hunger I’m starving like Carti, my stummy hurt
Michael Seven, Tre Cap, we making moves across the seven seas
Yeah, you wanna feel free, welcome to the Liberty

[Chorus]
Uh, gross! (Gross, nigga)
Gross, nigga
Woo, Hero