Songtexte Grounds My Limit - $lim Gucci

Who's Slim god?

Catch a fucking feeling on the first day of April
I been outside since a jit, no cable
Snorting pixie sticks off the lunch table I
I was like five, see the dread in my eyes on god
Blood shot shits getting deeper like a glacier
Gun shots know my AR gotta laser
Yung vanilla wafer in Lacombe off the wock
Smoking on some vapor watching hands on the clock

Plug coming thru at like 12 on the dot
Stay up in the water sun rise out the lake
I ain't even running this a doped up trot
I don't even know how you behind in the race
Cop killer league, who gon join my squad?
Blunts full evеrything that these boys not
Subs always bumping feel the hatе from the neighbors
Every house shaking when you on the wop block

4:34 gotta stop and hit the shop
Chump change wars ain't nothing to a shark
Throw me that lob big brudda Chris Paul
Red dot roll a dot in the parking lot
Car won't start might as well hot box
Stash in the ceiling for emergency dealing
Never know when you might need some guap
I'm hot so high I can see another being
Staring at the bottle while I'm sitting on the bayou
While I'm smoking Wizard of Oz and listing out all my flaws
I tie em up and drag em to the river he a swimmer
Eating adderall for dinner, under skin like a splinter
No gutter, don't unravel
Even tho you never matter
Broken glass in my shatter, yung fucked up cracker
Off the I get by but I rather get got
You can see it in my walk before I ever get caught
I'll die

Catch a fucking feeling on the first day of April
I been outside since a jit, no cable
Snorting pixie sticks off the lunch table I
I was like five, see the dread in my eyes on god
Blood shot shits getting deeper like a glacier
Gun shots know my AR gotta laser
Yung vanilla wafer in Lacombe off the wock
Smoking on some vapor watching hands on the clock