Clairmont The Second

Grain Lyrics

[Verse 1]



Never jaded by the coochie, anti gemstone

Negro classic like a vintage muscle two-tone

Laundry after 8 p.m what I grew up on

No cash on camera, niggas wildin', don't help po po

Cubic zircs on the bottom, got the lisp on

The initials on the wrist from my parents' home

Feel like Life Aquatic sneakers, need a pair of those

Dodged ‘bout half a dozen bullets, they generic hoes

Shot a movie yesterday, we not shooting up the base

I'm too pretty for some beef, don't you see my fricken face?

I just want my people safe but niggas shooting ‘round the way

Got me feeling like a coon to leave my people to a gate

But the higher ups don't want us here so here where I'ma stay

I delete incoming emails if that T is lowercase

These white people disrespected Mellz, ain't forgiving that

City News and Pam Seatle could suck a sack



[Chorus]



Way too pretty to be dealing with this life

Way too pretty, conversations with your wife

She way too into me, she don't say it, I see signs

Give that chick a fine the way she throwing that feline

Way too pretty to be dealing with this life

Dealing with this life

Dealing with this life

Way too pretty to be dealing with this life

Dealing with this life

Dealing with this life



[Verse 2]



Super 16 with the millimeter

Rose gold frames, pink shades, vision colour graded

Neo-soul artist with the bounce and the coarse grain

Jesus saves, so my wallet do the same thing

I may be feeling myself but I feel I'm doing well

P.H.I west as hell, you never been to Tinnel's

Remember all of us broke, when you small you don't know broke

I just remember no drinks, unless it came with a meal

Love my girls afro'd up

3A to 4C, yup

Blacker than a hockey puck

Ramen with the hot dog cut

Got no other options but to moshpit on every project

Beee and me behind the optics

It got rocky, bouncing back was a process

It's the homie God every time that I deposit



(Chorus)