Lyrics Holy Grail (Prod By Yung Ladd) - Marcellus Juvann

Fuck CNN, they never cared about us
Never see us afloat, they wanna see us drowning
That's a bold statement
I don't see you niggas, all I see is actors
Bunch of cold cases
Dead bodies, bunch of cold faces
Baby bring the Henny, we don't need no chaser
This ain't nothing but a demonstration
Boy we innovative, just appreciate it
I'm a Houston native, but I don't sip the muddy
I did back when I was kid but realised that that shit just wasn't for me
And I'ma go get the crown, 'cause that what my mama told me
Ay that what the preacher said, I know you not counting on it
They want to see a nigga dead
Probably call the feds if I told any you niggas how we really got it
And this fuck nigga I don't understand
Hate to see me getting fed, understand I'ma fuckin profit
My next tape is a fucking problem
Y'all gon' hate me when I fucking drop it
Shit y'all probably hate a nigga now
But that sound like a personal problem

And they gon' make me do it
Last night I fucked a bitch, she was a Buddhist
I told her that she need to go to church
She told me that I need to know my worth
And how we had the earth
Since a nigga had a birth, that's right
Fuck around, got drunk, hit the curb last night
Getting throwed like every day
I'm the one that's chosen there ain't much to say

Word to trill niggas, never taking handouts
I was raised different, never put my hand out
You a joke nigga, shows like stand up
I'm the GOAT nigga, my shit stand out
Ain't it funny how this whole thing panned out
And you ain't got no business tryna stop me
And you got no business in my presence
You a motherfucking peasant and your main bitch sloppy
What the hell, boy I'm high, can you tell?
Tell them A&R's and them record labels we not for sale
We gon' do this shit all by ourselves
I'ma roll up then light up the L
I'ma smoke this one all to myself
Cause I been working hard nigga, I deserve it
Yo bitch ain't never looked that good in person
This that potent flow, I never hugged the block
Want to pull my coat, she want to twist my locks
She let me fingerfuck her like I fucked the beat
You not on my level, that's a fucking reach
Keep on poppin' bottles, need to read a book
Got these niggas nervous, man they losing sleep
I'm just in the studio, we cooking up
Who the hell though we wasn't good enough?

And they gon' make me do it
Last night I fucked a bitch, she was a Buddhist
I told her that she need to go to church
She told me that I need to know my worth
And how we had the earth
Since a nigga had a birth, that's right
Fuck around, got drunk, hit the curb last night
Getting throwed like every day
I'm the one that's chosen there ain't much to say