Grief-Earl Sweatshirt

[ti:Grief] [ar:Earl Sweatshirt] [al:I Don't Like Sh*t, I Don't Go Outside: An Album by Earl Sweatshirt] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Grief - Earl Sweatshirt [00:05.16]Alright [00:05.56] [00:10.69]Uh uh uh [00:13.57] [00:27.17]Good grief I been reaping what I sow [00:29.71] [00:30.47]Ni**a I ain't been outside in a minute [00:32.27]I've been living what I wrote [00:33.66] [00:35.26]And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas [00:37.57] [00:38.30]Momma taught me how to read them when I look [00:40.41] [00:41.45]Miss me at the precinct getting booked [00:43.12] [00:43.86]Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks [00:45.85] [00:46.36]Say you eating but we see you getting cooked ni**a [00:48.96]I don't act hard I'm a hard act to follow ni**a [00:51.73]Like it or not when it drop bet he gotta listen [00:54.44]Chasing dragons tryna make it happen on a mission [00:56.89] [00:57.46]Step into the shadows we could talk addiction [00:59.87]When it's harmful where you going [01:01.03]And the part of you that know it [01:02.67]Don't give a f**k pardon me for going into details [01:05.71]3 7 6 was a brothel [01:07.30]We had females come in every hour on the dot [01:09.96] [01:10.47]And the sh*t sound like a gavel when it knock [01:12.99]Focus on my chatter ain't as frantic as my thoughts [01:15.67]Lately I've been panicking a lot [01:17.69]Feeling like I'm stranded in a mob [01:19.73]Scrambling for Xanax out the canister to pop [01:22.20]Never getting out of hand steady handling my job [01:24.84]Time damaging my ties [01:26.16] [01:26.91]Who turn to get up Get dude turned to dinner quick [01:29.66]You circus niggas you turning into tricks [01:32.50]I was making waves you was surfing in them [01:34.88]Dealing with the stomach pains just from birthing niggas sh*t [01:37.53] [01:38.26]Cut the grass off the surface [01:39.61]Pray the lawnmower [01:40.56]Blade catch the back of a serpent ni**a sh*t [01:42.94] [01:44.81]B**ch [01:45.25] [01:53.18]Good grief I've been reaping what I sow [01:55.68] [01:56.56]Ni**a I ain't been outside in a minute [01:58.43]I've been living what I wrote [01:59.80] [02:01.20]And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas [02:03.88] [02:04.49]Momma taught me how to read them when I look [02:06.50] [02:07.60]Miss me at the precinct getting booked [02:09.16] [02:09.84]Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks [02:11.96] [02:12.52]Say you eating but we see you getting cooked ni**a [02:14.84] [02:15.45]I'm fleeting thoughts on a leash [02:17.76] [02:18.37]For the moment high as f**k [02:20.88]I've been alone in my sh*t for the longest [02:24.93] [02:26.27]Snakes sliding in the street [02:28.73] [02:30.55]Mama taught me how to not be [02:33.09]Like the bodies lying in them [02:35.57]Pigs riding in them [02:37.66] [02:38.45]I'm a target so it's hard to even eye me in them [02:43.02] [02:43.68]If he ain't dying for me then I ain't riding with him [02:48.35] [02:48.97]There's no time for that [02:50.85] [02:51.42]Making sure my man wallet's straight like a collar [02:55.92]When you iron that [02:57.60] [02:58.77]Thinking about my grandmama find a bottle [03:02.68]I'mma wallow when I lie in that [03:05.56] [03:08.96]I just want my time and my mind intact [03:12.44] [03:13.33]When they both gone gone you can't buy them back [03:17.82] [03:38.35]Bump [03:38.79] [04:09.83]Bump