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Off The Grid Lyrics by Kanye West ft. Playboi Carti

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[Intro: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]

What? Yeah

Boy (What?)

[Chorus: Kanye West]

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

[Verse 1: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]

Everything we did, how we live (What?)

All this smoke got a scent

All that smoke heaven sent (Scent)

Everything I spoke, what I meant (Ah)

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

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]

I’m off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?)

Got tats on my ribs (Ah), tattoos on my ribs (What?)

I just tattеd my kid, Onyx (Slatt)

I just threw twenty K on thesе ****, we was at Onyx (Ah, what?)

I just bought me some brand new clothes, Dover Street Market (Givenchy)

Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte (Yeah, ah, what? Yeah)

I’m in the Rolls-Royce **** on—what you call it? (Yeah, yeah)

I light a opp blunt and let your **** try it (Ah)

Uh, them off the grid, I’m on a **** diet (What?)

[Chorus: Kanye West]

We off the grid, grid, grid, grid

This for my kid, kid, kid

Everything we did for the crib did here

Flexin’ with the business trip

Going cray, take some G6

Lit, lit, ’76

He spit this

We off the grid, grid, grid

[Verse 3: Fivio Foreign]

Yeah, look, when I was in jail, I was lowkey (Uh)

Shout out to supporters that wrote me

Eat food, work out and then go sleep

You know I’m prayin’, he carryin’ both feet (Yeah)

**** know we got God with us (God with us)

You look at me and see a God figure (Uh)

And when I start vibin’, I know that He with me

And I’ma always catch a hard shiver (Uh)

I know it’s demons in that dark liquor (Uh)

We buy a bottle and squash with ya (Uh)

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Everybody turn into a harsh ****

But my pockets bigger and my heart richer (Uh)

My mind smarter, my grind harder (Skrr)

And my car quicker (Skrrt)

I met her in church, she pray for me

She my God-sister (She my God-sister, yeah)

I’m only trustin’ the people I keep close

**** sellin’ they soul for a repost

Remember when I was broke, wearin’ cheap coats

Now it’s diamonds and houses and C notes (Uh)

****, I’m feelin’ marvelous (I’m feelin’ marvelous)

Who let the monster loose? (Who let the monster loose? Huh)

They call me a product of my environment (Uh)

I tell them, “Nah, I’m what God produced” (Baow)

Defense good, and them guards can shoot (Baow)

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 (Huh)

I already predicted this (I already predicted this, huh)

Y’all only witnessed it (Y’all only witnessed it)

Look, got a couple old friends that I’m not really clickin’ 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 dealin’ with

They in they feelings, I’m not really feelin’ it

And I know some members that gave back they membership

****, you switched up, huh, like how you not feelin’ me?

Look, I act like I care, but I don’t really care

Now I live in a new buildin’ with amenities

I got a new ceilin’ 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, huh

You gotta move different when you in the, look

God blessed me with amazing grace (Uh)

She fell in love with my day to day (Uh)


I just want my problems to fade away (Uh)

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 workin’ hard

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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 (Woo)

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 tryin’ so hard not to move reckless

[Chorus: Kanye West]

We off the grid, grid, grid

This for my kid, kid, kid

Everything we did for the crib did here

Flexin’ with the business trip

Going cray, take some G6 (Ah)

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

[Verse 4: Kanye West]

First, it go viral, then they get digital

Then they get critical, no, I’m not doin’ 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 ’cause I don’t wanna injure you

She put my paintings inside of her living room

Look at the problems and issues I’m livin’ 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 forgettin’ 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 messin’ with

I gotta tell ’em “sorry,” they too delicate

I gotta stay with God where the blessings is

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I ain’t deliverin’ 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 playin’ 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 countin’, it’s gettin’ 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 ’til 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 somethin’ 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 somethin’ wild if I feel like you press me

[Chorus: Kanye West]

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

[Outro: Kanye West]

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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