• Title:Off The Grid
  • Artist:Kanye West
  • Album:Donda
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    作词 : Kanye West/Jordan Carter/Raul Cubina/Maxie Lee Ryles III/Samuel Gloade/David Ruoff/Mark Williams/Elias Klughammer/Eric Sloan/Asif Aswad
    作曲 : Kanye West/Jordan Carter/Raul Cubina/Maxie Lee Ryles III/Samuel Gloade/David Ruoff/Mark Williams/Elias Klughammer/Eric Sloan/Asif Aswad
    What? Yeah
    Boy (What?)
    We off the grid, grid, grid
    This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
    For when my kid's kid kids have kids
    Everything we did for the crib
    Everything we did, how we live (What?)
    All this smoke got a scent
    All that smoke kept us in (What?)
    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, did, did
    We off the grid, grid, grid, grid, grid (Ayy)
    What?
    We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
    I'm off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?)
    Got tats on my ribs (Ah), tattoos on my ribs (What?)
    I just talked to my kid, Onyx (Slatt)
    I just threw twenty, count it, wе was at Onyx (Uh-ah, what?)
    I just bought me some brand new clothеs, Dover Street Market (Givenchy)
    Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte (Yeah, ah, what? Yeah)
    I'm in the Rolls-Royce ****in' on—what you call it? (Yeah, yeah)
    I light the opp blunt and let your bitch try it (Ah)
    Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna ****in' die (What?)
    Everything we did for the crib did here
    Flexin' with the business trip
    Going cray, take some G6
    Been lit since '76
    We scream this then
    Yeah, look, when I was in jail, I was lowkey (Uh)
    Shout out to supporters that wrote me
    Eat food, work out, then he go to sleep
    You know I'm prayin', he carryin' both feet (Yeah)
    Niggas know we got God with us (God with us)
    They 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)
    Everybody turn into a harsh nigga
    But my pockets bigger and my heart richer (Uh)
    My mind smarter, my grind harder
    And my car quicker (Skrr)
    I met her in church, she pray for me
    She my God-sisters(My God-sisters)
    I'm only trustin' the people I keep close
    Niggas sellin' they soul for a repost
    Remember when I was broke, wearin' cheap coats
    Now it's diamonds and houses and c-notes (Uh)
    Nigga, I'm feelin' marvelous (I'm feelin' marvelous)
    Who let the monster loose? (Who let the monster loose?)
    They call me a product of my environment (Uh)
    I tell them "Nah, I'm what God-produced" (Bow)
    Defense good, and them guards can shoot (Bow)
    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 (Yeah)
    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 clickin' with
    I know they pray that we settle our differences
    I pray that they lower all my niggas 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
    Nigga, 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 ceiling with a chimney
    I got a few niggas 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, ha
    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 niggas, 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
    Just to get 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 electrics
    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
    Flexin’ with the business trip
    Going cray, take some G6 (Ah)
    Lit, lit, '76
    Change his-his-history
    Niggas trip, trip, trip, this, this
    This, this, this, this
    You still on this list, list, list, list
    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 doin' no interview
    Mask on my face, you can't see what I 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 livin' through
    They tryna drown me, I rise to my pinnacle
    Walked through the block like the neighborhood general
    Draw me the low and then that's what 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 leverage
    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
    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 everyday, 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 as soon she met me
    We both got it bad mama, bag is more heavy
    We have to start 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
    For when my kid kid kids have kids
    Pray for what folks 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