Griselda (Uh, uh)
By Fashion Rebels (Listen, hm)
This shit feel like, pinch me, I’m dreamin’
Niggas my sons, temper tantrums, they kickin’ and screamin’
Marvin Gaye senior, hand on the drum, just give me a reason (Brr)
What’s goin’ on? These niggas done, we in a new season (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
All them niggas is sugarcoated, I’m winter, it’s freezin’
Been on this journey for way too long, I’ma keep on believin’
I’m true and livin’, mirror of love, you see me, you see him
I’m thinkin’ Benjamins, Grants, and Jacksons, I need it per diem, uh
I brought revival, you don’t rock how I rocked (Woo)
Bagged the bitch right off the runway, you don’t shop how I shop (Woo)
And Chayefsky head-to-toe, from the bottom and the top (Woo)
Is where I’m goin’, on my soul, the new face of hip-hop
It look like Stéphanie Amon, I build culture, fuck your content
I ain’t made for TikTok, only built for Cuban Links (Woo)
And Vacheron wrist watches, I’m nowhere near clockin’ out (Woo)
If you think the nigga finished, it’s only a pitstop (Check)
Pinch me, I’m dreamin’
Double R under the stars
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Pillow talk ain’t stoppin’ nothin’
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Keep sleepin’ if you want
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Uh, mm, I’m dreamin’
Uh, mm, I’m dreamin’ (Ayo)
I gave the streets Stove (Woo), I gave the streets hope (Woo)
Never seen Diesel’s, slacks or bespoke
Still blow your head off, but I push peace, though (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fashion week, ‘bout six seats from Nigo (Ah)
Where I’m from, you gotta duck from bullets and RICO (Grrt)
Stars seem so far away, but we reach, though (Ah)
Oh Lord, just let me take care of my people
Rick got the zippers all over my peacoat (Woo)
Niggas on the yard, creased 10s or the G-Shock
You can never fuck with me ever, so please stop (Nuh-uh)
I can wear Céline for a month off of re-rock
My shooter hopped out the Flying Spur in a hijab (Grrt)
We was in the mess hall, plottin’ and crunchin’ numbers, Colombian plugs
We shared hugs like we loved each other (Woo)
Hit him in his head close-up like it’s personal (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
This the cloud Louis V show, that Virgil throne
So watch the throne
Pinch me, I’m dreamin’
Double R under the stars
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Pillow talk ain’t stoppin’ nothin’
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Keep sleepin’ if you want
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Mm, I’m dreamin’
Uh, mm, I’m dreamin’
Uh, mm, I’m dreamin’
Buffalo’s my home, you know?
And it always has been and always will be
And I’m much more comfortable there than I think I am in, in Hollywood or New York
You know, when I go to Buffalo
It’s really a time in my life where I can really just chill out
Other lyrics by Westside Gunn:
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[Stove God Cooks:] Ah-ah-ah, ha Ah Praise Fly, praise Stove, praise both Praise Fly, praise the Stove, praise both I pray you see the way I’m livin’, …
ADAM PAGE
[Westside Gunn:] (Griselda by Fashion Rebels) Ayo Top had the Glock, Neef had the gauge (Boom, boom, boom) Bullets flipped him like Hangman Adam Page (Boom, boom, boom) …
BABAS
Grr Ayo (Ayo) Everything I do is classic (Agh) Pray that this coke is elastic (Agh) Pray that they let Sly free, fantastic (Free Sly) Had about a hunnid on the Rolls, …
BOSWELL
[Estee Nack:] Yeah, baby Uh, yeah, uh (Yeah, son) You won’t get nip on a plum for me (No) You wanna bah-bah, you get shunned for free (Baow) Palomo (Son), conmigo …
BURY ME WITH A STOVE
Whoa, oh Oh, whoa, oh Ayy Ayy, yeah Chaaan! Ayo Chrome tucked in the Chrome (Mmm) Pinky ‘bout a hundred bones Everybody gotta die (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, …