Pilot Beats - S lyrics

Grandeza got the steeze that'll make you bleed On the streets that be covered with some HIV So fall back and get all that in your veins so brain will go black But don't die. Cuz I don't try. To make y'all n***as try suicide... But I'm a black n***a with smarts A young deza with heart I got the ability and agility to do boom bap and trap and it's art! What the f** you mean that you loved me from the start? Back then nah I ain't get that part Now you see a n***a stuntin like its nothin Now you want me to be nuttin all over your heart! Hm.. Had to let that go by Like my old hoes... Had to let them go bye. Bye Why are you so fly? That's what these hoes askin I Prolly 'cuz Grandeza the team. And we constantly be The laser beams on the scene without tryin b**h [Hook: Fractious Floyd] Gran. Deza. Gran. Deza. Gran. Gran Gran. Deza. Gran. Deza. Gran. Gran Deza. Gran. Deza. Gran. Gran. Graaan Heh Gran. Deza Grandeza [Verse 2: Jimah] All I hear is Grandeza Gran Gran, like we at a fan jam n***as verse to fly like I'm on a Trans-Am Met a bad b**h, posted in transit Shawty a** too fat, probably need a casket What you doing? You ain't f**ing with the team? We supreme, swagger mean when we step up on the scene Yeah, Grandeza, yeah we run this b**h Hustle for the money, make another lane switch Rise in fame, b**hes jealous, because we can't make em rich That's the way you get enemies, let em be Hating generation, that's the way I see Friends turn to enemies when you making hella cheese... n***as be rats, only there for the scraps n***as wanna give you dap, knowing you can rap Kush so heavy let me do another rep And you know it's JIMAH, announce it Just say it twice a when a n***a can't pronounce it And Grandeza... we the best never doubt it We aardvarks, ain't too hard to eat your bars Dont look too far, we right behind yall undercooked Young n***as we underlooked, but soon overbooked, overseas Yall wannabees can s** two of these And I ain't talking bout dicks, I'm talking testes [Hook: Fractious Floyd] Gran. Deza. Gran. Deza. Gran. Gran Gran. Deza. Gran. Deza. Gran. Gran Deza. Gran. Deza. Gran. Gran. Graaan Heh Gran. Deza Grandeza [Verse 3: Daylan Gideon] Searching my soul, but that sh** is so cold 92 Olympics, I'm just going for the gold Tryna beat the game, you ain't got the code And i got the sh** and i and letting go New to the game but im spitting them flames Can't shoot me down, if you ain't got no aim Starting heating up when I dropped gold chains Took a month off and I changed name Finally found my flow I'mma k** game And this music sh** really runs through my veins All black with gold watch and the gold chain But my shoes white just like c**aine Had a couple drinks and we rolled a couple planes Chilling with my n***as and we talking bout the fame Talking bout our plans and the money we gone make n***as can't see us so this sh** is up for takes