Bryan Blount - Grand Opening lyrics

*Phone call with Gutta* [Verse: Russiani] Gutta my idol forever, you know that's big brother Wonder how we so alike Different pops, same mother We like the Clipse, but in too deep to go become a reverend Plus it's in our DNA to become a legend Holding out on the merch, fans want me to drop sh** I ain't dropping 'til DSU give me a doctorate Can't believe the price they charge for a bachelors Painted on tour for a month, and made that back for us Spent it all in some weeks, couldn't sleep, that money creep So I'm up late night hoping that it come back to us This money like crack to us... And this money keep cracking us... Maybe this sh** too deep for the intro Getting this off my chest feel like when I first got Nintendo I never thought I'd see the day my parents marriage end slow I never thought I'd see the day a cop playing pretend though Shouldn't have to flood these streets yelling for peace, f** the punk a** police, they just want n***as to cease And we suffer double defeat Cause the same n***a protesting might k** a n***a next week And the same n***a too scared to show a girl he sweet Hide the truth behind our teeth and release when we hit the leaf Guess that's why I'm in this booth like it's confessions Sharing all my lessons, and sh** that got me stressing And if I said I'm never scared then I'd be a liar I'm ready for this sh** to pop off I'm like a spare tire They know they made a mistake, should've had hope in him Just getting started, cut the rope, Grand Opening...