What? Yeah
Boy (what?)

We off the grid, grid, grid
This for my kid, kid, kid
For when my kid kid kids have kids
Everything we did for the crib

Everything we did, how we live
All this smoke got a scent
All that smoke heaven sent
Everything I spoke, what I meant
Never disguise my intent
Lines outside the event
Brought my life out the trench
God, thank God, look what He did, did, did, did, did, did

We off the grid, grid, grid, grid, grid (ayy, what?)
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid

[Playboy Carti]
I'm off the grid (homicide, homicide, what?)
Got tats on my ribs
Tattoos on my ribs (what?)
I just tattеd my kid, Onyx
I just threw twenty, count it
We was at Onyx
I just bought mе some brand new clothes
Dover Street Market (Givenchy)
Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte
I'm in the Rolls-Royce— on, what you call it?
I light a opp blunt and let your— try it
Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna— die

[Kanye West]
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
This for my kid, kid, kid
Everything we did for the crib, did here
Flexing with the business trip
Going cray', take some G6
Lit, lit, '76
He spit this
We off the grid, grid, grid

[Fivio Foreign]
Yeah, look
When I was in jail, I was lowkey
Shout out to supporters that wrote me
Eat food, work out and then go sleep
You know I'm praying, he carrying both feet (yeah)
Know we got God with us (God with us)
You look at me and see a God figure
And when I start vibing, I know that He with me
And I'ma always catch a hard shiver

I know it's demons in that dark liquor
We buy a bottle and squash with ya
Everybody turn into a harsh—
But my pockets bigger and my heart richer
My mind smarter, my grind harder
And my car quicker

I met her in church, she pray for me
She my God-sister (she my God-sister, yeah)
I'm only trusting the people I keep close
Selling they soul for a repost
Remember when I was broke, wearing cheap coats
Now it's diamonds and houses and C notes

I'm feeling marvelous (I'm feeling marvelous)
Who let the monster loose? (Who let the monster loose? Huh)
They call me a product of my environment
I tell them: Nah, I'm what God produced
Defense good, and them guards can shoot
I put 'em on you, it get hard to move
Tattoo in my face is the mark of truth
Gotta watch what you say when they market you
I already predicted this (I already predicted this)
Y'all only witnessed it (y'all only witnessed it)
Look, got a couple old friends that I'm not really clicking with
I know they pray that we settle our differences
I pray that they lower all my— sentences
I got some demons I'm not even dealing with
They in they feelings, I'm not really feeling it
And I know some members that gave back they membership

You switched up, huh, like how you not feeling me?
Look, I act like I care, but I don't really care
Now I live in a new building with amenities
I got a new ceiling with a chimney
I got a few— wanna finish me
I don't get too friendly with the enemy
You gotta move different when you in the industry
Woo, yeah!
You gotta move different when you in the industry
You gotta move different when you in the, look

God blessed me with amazing grace
She fell in love with my day to day
I just want my problems to fade away
Man, I'm tired of—, I need Gatorade
Boy, I got on my feet and I made a name
And I made it a necklace, huh
When you from the bottom and you working hard
Just to get to the top, then they gotta respect it

If you got a voice, then you gotta project it
If you got a wrong, then you gotta correct it
If you got a name, then you gotta protect it
If you give me shock, then you gotta electric
Tryna live a new life, so I got a new plan
That I gotta finesse with (look, yeah)
'Cause they want me to lose, they ain't part of the Woos
I been trying so hard not to move reckless

[Kanye West]
We off the grid, grid, grid
This for my kid, kid, kid
Everything we did for the crib, did here
Flexing with the business trip
Going cray', take some G6
Lit, lit, '76
He split lids, then ask for shade, tsk-tsk-tsk
Take this trip, trip, trip, this, this
This, this, this, this
You all still lit, lit, lit
I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid
Off the grid, grid, grid, grid

First, it go viral, then they get digital
Then they get critical, no, I'm not doing no interview
Mask on my face, you can't see what I'm finna do
Had to move away from people that's miserable
Don't wanna link you, I ain't finna sit with you
Ain't finna talk to you, ain't finna get with you
Don't get me mad just 'cause I don't wanna injure you
She put my paintings inside of her living room

Look at the problems and issues I'm living through
They tryna drown me, I rise to my pinnacle
Walked through the block like the neighborhood general
Drop me the lo' and then that's where I send it to
I was forgetting you
Now I remember, now I remember
Did what I want and I say what I want
And I thought you was with me, like how you get sensitive?

I got this God power, that's my leverages
I got this Holy Water, that's my beverages
I gotta help myself out of selfishness
I just bought a floor out of Selfridges

I gotta make sure they know who they messing with
I gotta tell 'em: Sorry, they too delicate
I gotta stay with God where the blessings is
I ain't delivering heavenly messages just for the hell of it

Don't try to test me
I keep it clean
But it can get messy
I talk to God every day
That's my bestie
They playing soccer in my backyard
I think I see Messi

And this money could never neglect me
I pray that my family, they never resent me
And she fell in love with me soon she met me
We both got a bag, but my bag is more heavy
We had to stop counting, it's getting too petty

You not a real stepper, you can't overstep me
Just sit back and listen and watch how He bless me
He wait till I fall and then pull up and catch me
Your check is too small, you can't run up and check me

Nah, nah, I get 'em fast, see
You feel a way, then go pull up and get me
Might do something wild if I feel like you press me
Nah, I get 'em fast, see
You feel a way, then go pull up and get me
Might do something wild if I feel like you press me

We off the grid, grid, grid
This for my kid, kid, kid
For when my kid kid kids have kids
Everything we did for the crib

Pray for what folks and them did
Only thing we pray God forgive-give-give
May God forbid-bid-bid
He hit one of the kids, kids, kids
Took off His list, list, list
Look what they did, did, did
Pray for the crib, crib, crib
Some say A-A-Adam could never be bla-a-ack
'Cause a black man'll never share his rib-rib-rib-rib-rib-rib

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Written by: 30 Roc / Raul Cubina / Fivio Foreign / Mark Williams / Kanye West / Playboi Carti / Eric Sloan / Elias Klughammer / David Ruoff / Asif Aswad. Isn't this right? Let us know.