Lyrics Grand Slam - Nibo feat. Grace Coleman & Lil Clip

Emotion in the water
The feeling in the sand
Money and pride yeah they go hand in hand
I'm being myself, but they misunderstand
The manager then, now it's
Time to become the man

Four-five bases from going to higher places
Forty-five minutes from finishing up my business
I'm like FourFiveSeconds from Wild 'N' Out on MTV
To notice me, to notice see
Can't break the man inside of me
It's sad to see the sight of me weeping
And my feelings be creeping up, my records be leaping up
I'm running outta lyrics I don't got any more to say
I treat people with kindness when did that ever mean I'm gay
I'm setting the record straight, my records are getting played
My diamonds be loaded I got a runner on every base
My music not a hobby this is really 'bout who I am
My hits outta the park it's like I just hit a grand slam
Got four bars and I'm serving, 44 like I'm Gervin
44 like I'm Hamilton, seven titles and counting them
They counting me out, but like Chris Bosh I'm rebounding and
I'm carrying my music all the way to the promise land
They saying I'm not a man, who do you think you are
None of you could walk in my shoes and get nearly as far
And then they say I don't drive, I don't got money to spend
Have you seen your mother passing when her life met its end
You say a yo mama joke and just make one fatal blunder
You forget my mother sleeping in the earth resting six-feet-under
I'm not trying to make you sad but you never can be judgmental
You clowning what I do but can't fathom the things I've been through
First off imma get me a brand new job
Not for buying dinner I'm saving up for a car
Second off I get me a whip, to do trips
Equipped, with my hits, like
Damn, you made this
Third of all imma get me a good girl then
Imma get her pearls cause she deserves the world
Lastly I'm knocking that ball outta the dome
'Cause my bases loaded with rivals you know I'm sending 'em home

Excuse me and pardon me
I'm coming from the heart you see
A coronary artery so I can share a part of me
My feelings come and bolt like they Usain and Harry Potter me
My mind is staying rich it's like I'm winning every lottery
I'm slaughtering the hotter scenes with even harder bars to sing
My enemies can't start with me I'll always be the star you see
I'm going off the charts they call me Drake 'cause I'm Uncharted see
You might have me on looks but you will never have the heart of me

Walk-Off on this beat, I'm going stupid with it
Knocked it outta the park, like Nelly Cruz hit it
Think back to the memories I be reminiscing
Kyle Korver the music 'cause I was never missing
I got some doubters on first, they thinking I'm a scam
I got my rivals at second they hating who I am
I got some demons on third, they think I'm in a jam but
I'm the one at home so I'm pimping a grand slam

Emotions in the water
Feelings in the sand
Money and pride, oh yeah they go hand in hand
I'm being myself, but they misunderstand
The manager then and now it's
Time to become the man