[Hook: Grits]
My life be like
Ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh
My life be like (yeah)
Ooh aah, ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh
Ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh
My life be like (yeah)
Ooh aah, ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh
My life be like (yeah)
[Chorus (over hook): Grits]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
[Verse 1: Fabian]
Now if you heard this song before then the words don't really matter
But we rebuilding the lyrics like an iambic pentameter
Climb the ladder, cut the chatter, like the ones who stepping up to batter
Batter, swing, wearing bling, but threw away everything
The haters building up to the point where we see 'em and anoint
Their coin, for helping me rise up to this joint
Where I can look down and just laugh, like I'm looking down at trash
And the trash is looking back, but their look is simply whack
And the whack is coming back, to reflect back on this track
And I ain't trying to talk smack, but you haters better stand back
Recuperate at last, your opinion was not asked
Lyrics ringing hard with cla**, while air flows out your a**
[Chorus (over hook): Grits]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
[Verse 2: Silvan]
My fine crime mind, making these divine rhymes shine
Sublime prime lines, making the sh** shine through, no matter the strive
I'm the kingpin of any ink pen or pencil, I'm bi-utensil detrimental penicillin villain
Raising the ceiling, ill and mental
Right now, the endpoint of my pen point is writing, pointing towards the page (aye)
The page that's filled pa**ionately with compa**ion
Coming out of this microphone and forever lasting
Man your raps stink (they stink), I admit I need therapy
And you need to shrink (b**h)
With this intuitive brain made out of the melted fluid of fluent calculated mathematics that made it into it
I shake the hate by subtracting the haters hate and swallowing up the last haterade
While I multiply the interest rate of Bill Gates' net worth and his entire life estate by the exponentials of eighty thousand and eight
And become one of the greats
(Eminem flow, go)
But tuff luck for me, I'm up again till three, trynna flee my conscience
It's really a mess she got me in, she got me like I need to flee
Man I plead guilty, I really need some tee
Try to fall the f** to sleep, hoping I won't count the sheep
Haters back off me (me)
(*chuckle* life)
[Chorus (over hook): Grits]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
[Verse 3: Fabian, Silvan, & tobyMac]
Fabian: My life be like a circle, while not circular in shape
You can bet that we'll come back like this mixtape
I mean it's just stuff for fun why can't you understand
That this isn't super serious this isn't our main plan
But to be honest I'm not the one to talk about so I'll pa** the mic so we can go on to talk about
Silvan: Ramble on with the spit (*spit*)
Punch the pamphlet
Going on and on about this one topic that people commit (quit)
(Just quit it)
TobyMac: (So why oh why do I trip and stumble?
And ooh aah as commitment crumbles?
I can't believe that I'm here again....)
[Chorus (over hook): Grits]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
My life be like
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Ma-ma-my life be like
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
My life be like
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
My life be like