Текст песни Woodgrain - Rook

(Yeah)
Grippin on the woodgrain
Hard times in my life
Lookin' left but swangin' to my right
Said I'm grippin' on the woodgrain
Ridin' through the night
Tryna catch me slippin' keep it tight
And it's ok you know we shine through in the light
If you a real nigga you gone do it out of spite
Watch them people in your circle try to cut you like a knife
Left hand on the road forty clutchin' with my right

She like the way I be whippin'
Wrist to work in the kitchen
I'm the captain huddle up my nigga get in position
I'm never losing ambition
Never breaking tradition
We on a trip, hand out the slip, so ima need your permission
She be giving me dome
While I'm writing a song
Niggas switchin', they be twitchin'
And I knew all along
They be itchin', they be wishin'
They just wanna belong
They don't listen when I'm speaking
Niggas getting it wrong yeah
(Yeah)
Ridin' through the city eyes low
Grain I'm grippin' nigga living on go

Grippin on the woodgrain
Hard times in my life
Lookin' left but swangin' to my right
Said I'm grippin' on the woodgrain
Ridin' through the night
Tryna catch me slippin' keep it tight
And it's ok you know we shine through in the light
If you a real nigga you gone do it out of spite
Watch them people in your circle try to cut you like a knife
Left hand on the road forty clutchin' with my right

Ridin' through the city, nigga gone, feeling blazed
Mind of a billionaire I'm tryna get paid
Full day of stress, that's a full day of tests
Don't want to cock the hammer back
Cause that's a long day of press
Mind zooted, about to lose it
Why they play us
You play that shit, I play that shit
So why you fake us
Rollin' in this bitch, I'm with my niggas
You know we stay up
Can't be no savage, if you lackin'
You better keep up
Throw up the deuces when I'm rollin' through the zone
Ain't worried bout you talkin' cause you talkin' on your own
Looking to the heavens when I'm knowing that I'm wrong
I been swangin' all along

Grippin on the woodgrain
Hard times in my life
Lookin' left but swangin' to my right
Said I'm grippin' on the woodgrain
Ridin' through the night
Tryna catch me slippin' keep it tight
And it's ok you know we shine through in the light
If you a real nigga you gone do it out of spite
Watch them people in your circle try to cut you like a knife
Left hand on the road forty clutchin' with my right