Customs Lyrics – Tee Grizzley

Customs Lyrics by Tee Grizzley is a new english song by Tee Grizzley. The track is released on Tee Grizzley’s official YouTube channel, written and produced by Tee Grizzley, and is part of the album Forever My Moment, offering listeners a confident, high-energy glimpse into the rapper’s evolution from hardship to luxury. With no featured artists, Tee Grizzley takes full command of the record, using his signature gritty delivery to reflect on street life, global travels, and hard-earned success.

The song captures the contrast between Tee Grizzley’s past struggles and his present accomplishments, weaving themes of resilience, self-reinvention, and ambition. Throughout the lyrics, Grizzley highlights the lifestyle changes he’s undergone—trading suspension slips and family turmoil for designer watches and international trips. His message is clear: he’s no longer defined by his past, nor is he concerned with those still stuck in it. By positioning himself as a symbol of inspiration to hustlers and dreamers alike, he turns his journey into a declaration of dominance and motivation.

Customs Details

Customs Lyrics

[Intro]
(Banger)
(The Melody)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ah, ah, ah, ah, DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)

[Chorus]
Custom jewelry on goin’ through customs (Goin’ through customs)
You know my life a lil’ different, uh (Life a lil’ different)
I ain’t been broke in a minute, uh (Broke in a minute)
I ain’t been home in minute, uh (Been home in minute)
Used to be fresh as fuck goin’ to school, so I hated gettin’ suspended, uh (I hated gettin’ suspended)
Unc was choppin’ up crack on a plate, be careful eatin’ off the dishes (Eatin’ off the dishes)
Custom jewelry on goin’ through customs (Goin’ through customs)
You know my life a lil’ different, uh (Life a lil’ different)
Ain’t gotta speak on my past no more, I’m damn near a whole new nigga, uh (You don’t know me)
Ain’t ’bout to beef with no broke niggas, I’ma let the economy kill ’em, uh (Fuck on)
I’m motivation, I make the killers wanna go and run up them millions, uh (Let’s get it)

[Verse]
We need to re-up on passports, man, we runnin’ out of these pages, huh (Pages)
Whole lot of land at home, could shoot in the air, won’t bother the neighbors, huh (Bother the neighbors)
Them zas and surges weigh by the mail
Bro, that’s a whole thing, you don’t need a scale
It’s beef, they catchin’ unlimited shells
He ain’t do no talkin’, I’m payin’ his bail (Come on)
I go to London, just me and niggas, we probably leave fifty in Harrods, uh (A fifty piece)
Whole group of baddies, they don’t even know each other, but we makin’ ’em pair up, uh (Come here)
Afro-American, but the dial on the Rollie look like I’m Arab, uh (Look like I’m Arab)
Hope I don’t see no rabbits, the Obama piece got like eight hundred carats (Eight hundred carats)
I remember havin’ sale numbers, now them private jets havin’ tail numbers (Sheesh)
Whatever come my way, you know I’m gon’ face it, I ain’t never scared, brother (I ain’t never scared, brother)
Tell these lil’ niggas stay in they weight class, goin’ at me ain’t fair, brother (That shit ain’t fair)
Told ’em two hundred a month, but that’s what I told ’em, you should see the real numbers, nigga

[Chorus]
Custom jewelry on goin’ through customs (Goin’ through customs)
You know my life a lil’ different, uh (This shit different)
I ain’t been broke in a minute, uh
I ain’t been home in minute, uh (Home in minute)
Used to be fresh as fuck goin’ to school, so I hated gettin’ suspended, uh (I hated gettin’ suspended)
Unc was choppin’ up crack on a plate, be careful eatin’ off the dishes (Eatin’ off the dishes)
Custom jewelry on goin’ through customs (Goin’ through customs)
You know my life a lil’ different, uh (All this shit different)
Ain’t gotta speak on my past no more, I’m damn near a whole new nigga, uh (You don’t know me no more)
Ain’t ’bout to beef with no broke niggas, I’ma let the economy kill ’em, uh (Get the fuck on)
I’m motivation, I make the killers wanna go and run up them millions, nigga (Bah)

Customs Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
The intro sets the stage with production tags and an energized delivery, immediately establishing the beat as a “banger.” Tee Grizzley enters with a repetitive “ayy” chant, creating a sense of momentum and readiness for the unapologetic content that follows. It primes the listener for a track rooted in swagger and self-assurance.

[Chorus]
In the chorus, Tee Grizzley reflects on his elevated lifestyle, marked by “custom jewelry” and international travel. He notes how his life has shifted dramatically—he’s no longer broke or rooted in the struggles of his old neighborhood. Flashbacks to his school days and his uncle’s illicit activity underline how far he’s come. There’s a strong sense of contrast: past pain versus present pride. The latter part of the chorus emphasizes his emotional detachment from petty conflict and positions financial success as a more potent response than confrontation. Grizzley also frames himself as a motivator, someone whose journey empowers others to chase wealth rather than violence.

[Verse]
In the verse, Tee Grizzley broadens the lens, showcasing the magnitude of his success. He speaks of needing more passport pages due to his extensive travel, owning private land, and moving large quantities of product—a nod to both past hustle and current wealth. The lyrics are filled with flexes, from extravagant shopping in London to expensive timepieces and rare diamonds. His tone is unapologetically lavish, yet grounded in the grit that earned him that lifestyle. He also issues a warning to up-and-comers: challenging him is out of their “weight class.” By the end, he cleverly juxtaposes a low-ball figure with what he’s actually making, subtly reinforcing how his true earnings are far beyond surface appearances.

[Chorus]
The final chorus repeats with minor lyrical tweaks, reinforcing the core themes of evolution, prosperity, and the emotional distance from a troubled past. Tee Grizzley reaffirms that his story has shifted, and so has his mindset—he no longer feels the need to validate himself through conflict or trauma. Instead, he leans into his role as an example of what’s possible through grit, strategy, and staying focused on the bag.

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