247Griffin - Excel lyrics

[Intro: Griffin] Yoo... warrup? It's Griffin on the mic.. yeah.. like.. Yo, yo yo yo yo! Shout to CP7 on the instrumental But I be just tryna be instrumental, you na'mean? Yeah.. peep into my mental [Verse: Griffin] Tryna kick it like a ninja, my lines do creep/ I'm digging this beat, will I go too deep?/ Alarming with the heat, set me on who sleep/ 7:30 in the street, some roads too steep/ man I need to move into a studio/ So I can stay on track and link with who we know/ Train the brain it ain't afraid to gain/ (What you say bruh?) Train the brain it ain't afraid to gain/ (Right) Wrong believers stop the finger pointing/ Say you pray in a way that really lays anointing/ Meditate on it.. i'm kinda going deep now/ But nevermind that, you'll catch it on the rebound/ Word! *laughs exaggeratedly, almost mean in tone* Word... But maybe that's absurd/ Def jamming with jokes, I just want to be heard/ I want to go my own, not follow the herd/ Still the Lord is my shephard, you know that scripture/ See the verse in my verse so you get the picture/ Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of d**h/ I fear no evil.. Knievel taking breath/ You're playing with fire with no blunt man/ What that flew over your heads like a stuntman?/ I know I kick it over head like a punt man/ What you saying? back away from the front man?/ Damn! [Spoken Word Bridge: Griffin] I mean yeah I want the finer things../ But my priority is that my sisters and brothers be Queens and Kings/ You know.. define the things/ And yeah it's hard work but, you know what hard work brings/ That's how you find the things/ So homie gimme that red bull.. let me fly with wings/ [Hook: Griffin] I gotta excel/ Inhale.. exhale/ I'm in in hell so I gotta excel/ Inhale.. exhale/ I'm in hell so I gotta excell/ Inhale.. exhale/ I'm in hell so I gotta excel/ [Outro: Griffin] Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. So I gotta excel