Trade Secrets (feat. The Game)
Grindstone
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I got my mask on my chin and a million dollar grin And a Black platinum face card Bitch we in We in Knives sharpened at night Daybreak I'm straight Freedom's for the few who Cut and take the cake Valet is automatic off the model and make I used to tear up my tires up off the brake, gas, brake I'm bout to wiggle with my people Swig a goblet of water The onset of wealth Is when it's bigger than self When was the last time a nigga had to say that shit Y'all beggin' for attention Get some fake ass tits Loyalty over wealth Rest over a mess Incline push-ups push out ya chest I was sippin chablis with the shearling fur Behind a velvet rope With a telescope To see what possibilities pop I'm runnin the option Stealin home buntin', always into somethin It's different ain't it with this picture painted It costs Peace to Bobby Ross I got the dippin sauce Baby boy I got trade secrets Quick with the math Rubber Band bracelets Man, tricks of the craft I got trade secrets Imma sit with the staff Commiserate with the suckas who don't know the half I got trade secrets Quick with the math Rubber Band bracelets Tricks of the craft I got trade secrets Imma sit with the staff Commiserate with the suckas who don't know the half I put the gang on Gave niggas corners to slang on And I ran bags up Gave niggas something to hang on Block star Chop it up like I'm a rockstar Keep the heavy metal, yea Popstar Learned the game from my mama I was raised around trauma Compton X marks the spot Like we in Yonkers Understand I get it done with gun in hand Fiends do the runnin' man up and down the block When we tradin' secrets Baby boy I got trade secrets Quick with the math Rubber Band bracelets Man, tricks of the craft I got trade secrets Imma sit with the staff Commiserate with the suckas who don't know the half I got trade secrets Quick with the math Rubber Band bracelets Tricks of the craft I got trade secrets Imma sit with the staff Commiserate with the suckas who don't know the half Woke up late At about 9 Did the Cupid Shuffle out the crib to go get mine I love the hustle, but the results Love me more She sells sativas by the seashore If you're poor in ya pockets Get rich in ya habits Catapult over problems Just work that magic Flip a Phillipe Patek With some skeleton backin And an angel investor I do some helluva rappin I crack a mic like raw eggs Can't really trust fool If he says all his hoes is Caucez They sleep on me like lawn chairs Don't trade secrets on ya loot If they ask, go mute Baby boy, I got trade secrets Quick with the math Rubber Band bracelets Man, tricks of the craft I got trade secrets Imma sit with the staff Commiserate with the suckas who don't know the half I got trade secrets Quick with the math Rubber Band bracelets Tricks of the craft I got trade secrets Imma sit with the staff Commiserate with the suckas who don't know the half Trade secrets You know
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