Rob Stone - Holy Grail lyrics

[Rob $tone:] Young Rob $tone up in this b**h, n***a I just gotta let y’all n***as know I got my brother, Baby Burgers up in this mother f**er God damn to the top, boy Holy Grail, you watch your b**h cause I got hoes for sale Going well, I’m on my sh** so I be doing well Story tails, you’ll tell the cops look boy I know you will I’m burning down the bridge now I got my brothers but you hope we fail [Malik Brugers:] Please don’t make me have to f** your day up Switching lanes and then I double up We ain’t the same and you ain’t one of us I ain’t worried bout none of ya These n***as lame and you know it I come back and show up with That we ain’t the ones to be f**ing with Smoke if you [?] b**h ’96 Cadillac coup Riding around tryna cool and your b**h know she choosing [?] f** with the group I can’t f** with no b**h if she’s stupid You know how we do it This sh** is easy like signing to Ruthless And not that many can relate This for the days I promised that we’ll see better days That n***a a heavy weight Fix the game, you ain’t gotta hate p**y n***a, you was in my way p**y n***a, you could not relate You ain’t even in my spot today Woke up feeling like the man Then I walked up in the mirror I said “Damn, you that n***a” Then my mirror said “Same” You ain’t even in my lane You could never say I changed You ain’t f**ing with the gang I can’t forget where I came Bet they gon’ know all my name Bet they gon’ know where I came Can’t throw no dirt on my name Bet they gon’ know all my name [Rob $tone:] Holy Grail, you watch your b**h cause I got hoes for sale Going well, I’m on my sh** so I be doing well Story tails, you’ll tell the cops look boy I know you will I’m burning down the bridge now I got my brothers but you hope we fail n***a tell me who wanted with me Cop a gram n***a you ain’t really wanted with me I pull up hop out leave blood on the scene I pour up pa** out then I’m up for the week About it, getting guala that’s double the g Gucci belt look great that’s double the g I pull up need cash ain’t none for free Let’s love my style but I thug and ya get it About it, yung Rob off the block now Getting pack for the way that I pop out In a way that’s a fade, that’s a knock out Yea I paid for the whip on a rock now, stop now Y’all n***as need to stop now, sh** How you turn in to a op now? b**h Every morning check accounts now In my breaks in the way when I type now pipe down Holy Grail, you watch your b**h cause I got hoes for sale Going well, I’m on my sh** so I be doing well Story tails, you’ll tell the cops look boy I know you will I’m burning down the bridge now I got my brothers but you hope we fail