Patterns? Lyrics – GRIP


[Refrain]
I’m sorry
Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh

[Verse 1]
You took your first steps today
And I was nowhere to be found
Busy keepin’ my head above water (I’m sorry)
Until my feet could find the ground (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)
Red flag on my resume
‘Cause it’s the second time around
Too young to know I let you down (I’m sorry)
Too young to know I let you down (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)

[Interlude 1]
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh (I’m sorry)
Uh (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)

[Chorus]
And some days are so much easier than others
So much more about me I needed to discover
But never had the chance (I’m sorry)
This is me sayin’ “Sorry” in advance (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Oh no, oh, oh
Duh-oh-oh
Oh-no-no
Oh (I’m sorry)
Oh, oh (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I’m just a kid, raisin’ some kids
With dreams of making it big
Tryna make a name in this biz
I became a slave in this bitch
Was hopin’ I could maybe get rich (I’m sorry)
‘Causе all I got
Is these words that I jot (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)
I nevеr had a jump shot, I’m not
A scholar
But l learned that the world is turned by a dollar
Whether I wear a mask or shirt wit’ a collar
I got to
Provide, but
That ain’t even the only thing that’ll quali— (I’m sorry)
—fy me as bein’ a father (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)
My pops ain’t even bother
Left me togglin’ with toys as a toddler
Mama, twenty-four with two kids
What her and Ruth did
Was put a roof over our heads
‘Cause niggas is ruthless
View a newborn as a nuisance (I’m sorry)
Or a noose that he would lose when (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)
He cut ties wit’ all of his loose ends
And I do spend
A few blue moons wonderin’ where you been
And assessin’, and assumin’
No aggression, you just human
And a blessin’ was sent to
Your direction, but you eluded (I’m sorry)
And neglected and refuted (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)
That’s your lesson, I’m the student
And l used it to father myself
Now I’m in my second parenthood
Shit, I’m a father myself
Was never a product of wealth
Or prodigal, I’m a prodigy, came from poverty
Now I’m poppin’ and purchasin’ property (I’m sorry)
Reversin’ curses and pocketin’ profits (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)
Fulfillin’ my prophecies
And my kids, they gon’ reap the rewards
Far cry from sleepin’ on floors
Hard times we’d weep and we’d mourn
That’s in the archives, we seekin’ reform
I was there at the first day of school
I’ll be there at the graduation
Like “Congratulations” and “I’m glad you made it”
I’ma let ’em know they made their dad elated
I’ma pad their savings, they could blow a milli’ if they had the cravin’
No more bein’ poor and feelin’ agitated
No one gave it to me, shit, I had to take it
I’m that same bastard used to rap in basements
Then I activated
Now I get racks to say shit, I’m acclimated
Got ’em captivated, any acts of hatred
They just cappin’, ain’t it?
Had to patent my own patterns
I’m just glad that I didn’t take after David
Yeah, I said your name, and you lame if
This end up in court on a affidavit
Heh, but that’s all I got

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[Interlude 2]
(I’m sorry)
(Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)

[Chorus]
And some days are so much easier than others
So much more about me I needed to discover
But never had the chance (I’m sorry)
This is me sayin’ “Sorry” in advance (Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-ooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Oh no, oh, oh (Da-da-da, da-da-da)
Duh-oh-oh (Woah-ooh-oh-ooh-oh)
Oh-no-no (Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-oh-oh)
Oh (Woah-ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-ayy, dum-dum-dum)
Oh, oh (Da-da-da, da-da-da, dum)

[Outro]
Woah-ooh-oh-ooh-oh
Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-oh-oh
Woah-ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-ayy, dum-dum-dum
Da-da-da, da-da-da, dum

Album – I Died For This!? (August 2021)
Produced by Beat Butcha
Written by GRIP & Beat Butcha