Grey Blood - Swifty McVay

This is for the ones who thought they had to drop on me

But they ruined it completely

Swifty McVay

There’s grey areas in my life I’d like to share

But if you colorblind mentally, then you can get the hell out of here

My DNA shoot strong

And with that being said… (HA)

A hard headed, thorough breaded, monster

Alcoholic father, mother was a nurse, and I did what I wanted

I wasn’t into flodgin', puttin' my money where my mouth is is what i did

Rappin' and scrappin' a hood legend from West 7 Mile

They never fucked around, couple of decades later, they still have it now

I bow down to nobody

A sloppy kid climbin' garages with adolescents and lessons I

Should’ve learned, I didn’t

Unless it’s a Vernor, stick you for potato chips and a Vernors

I turned hard headed I hopped on my bike and I got the fuck on

With dirty Nikes and no socks on, I’m shirtless

Rollin' through the 'hood with a purpose to get this Glock sold

Fuck the cops, they ain’t blockin' me, I will not fold

Unpredictable without a shadow of a doubt, them niggas really

Thought they figured me out and didn’t know

I’m drippin' grey blood

I’m a true enemy, there’s a difference between you and me

I’m drippin' grey blood

My scars fill up instantly, I’m dangerous mentally

Don’t you ever go mistakin' my history

Drippin' grey blood

You don’t know me, I’m nothin' phony

I’m 'bout my lonely, My Glock is my OG

My scars fill up instantly, I’m dangerous mentally

Don’t you ever go mistakin' my history

The 17th of March, 1975, I survived the abortion immediately {(Surprise!)

My momma looked in my eyes and prayed to God that I’d be different from all the

other guys

The youngest 7th child on the tribe, 6 sisters and one niece

The liquor took over my father’s mind, my momma tried to keep me alive

She was openin' bibles and kept hidin' my grandfather’s rifle’s arm

Short and stocky, attitude cocky, makin' a mockery out of the first niggas that

crossed me

Rappers stick to rappin', you get to flappin' ya mouth, I"m quick to bustin' ya

house with the Moss (BLAH)

See I’m a holocaust lyrically, a boss in the industry

In the street, I’m known for havin' a awful identity

You can catch me sippin' Hennessy under a rock with centipedes, plottin' on

anything that’s gonna bring the residuals much quickly

They called me «Swifty» before I started pursuing this rap, I kept it with me

Never was the forgiving type, yeah I’m simply bull headed

You tempt me, I might get dynamite and ignite it

Neighborhood pirate, I’m ridin' hounds and doin' «Do or Die» shit

«Divide and Conquer» is the mindset

Never had a complex, confident tyrant that’ll strike back, I don’t take kindly

to threats

I’m drippin' grey blood

I’m a true enemy, there’s a difference between you and me

I’m drippin' grey blood

My scars fill up instantly, I’m dangerous mentally

Don’t you ever go mistakin' my history

Drippin' grey blood

You don’t know me, I’m nothin' phony

I’m 'bout my lonely, My Glock is my OG

My scars fill up instantly, I’m dangerous mentally

Don’t you ever go mistakin' my history

DRIPPIN' GREY BLOOD