Lyrics:
I fall (man)
Youngin on the grind till my whole team winning
Money on my mind till my whole team winning
Youngin on the grind till my whole team
gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we forward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy y'all ass. Give me love
We be wearing gloves tied
on yo grind
I done seen mama work two jobs seen it a couple times
Ima do my job like I'm handy manny
Sacrifices when u tryin to take care of the family
[Gotti]
Yeah, no doubt, ugh
One time for the motherfuckin…
[Jazze Pha]
Yaw
This, is a Mannie Frishzzle, producshizzle, ha
My nizzle [whistles] I
and can’t nobody waste my time
You see I get this money, I’ll always stay on my grind
Gotta chase that money bag, yeah
Gotta chase that money bag, yeah
I got
On G, things don't run we
Grind hard for the American cheese
Give me my money
Giddem giddem giddem
Energy full and you still gat feel am
I’m too high for
you gotta grind double up and then go repeat it (Aye)
Can’t even lie, this money got me addicted (Addicted)
By any means you gotta go get it
Can’t be
about this money In every song
Like OBO 30bg boss
Build an empire with my song
Make I for fit be a boss
Fuck fake friends nowadays
I grind everyday just
Work hard for the money
She work (hard for the money)
She work (hard for the money)
Go on shake that money maker
She work (hard for the money)
Go
chest
I keep that 23 on me even when I wait in line
I got that Rollie out the trap even through them hard times
I pray my son forgive a nigga for
ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy
I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl lookin' fine
We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind
tag-team
Be like, 1 for the money
(Master P: I be like 2 for the dope)
Be like 3 for all my cash
(Master P: Nigga fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')
One
the club I'm stunting on the couch,
Balling like a balla me and Gucci ballin' out
Shawty got it for the low who said it was a drought?
Swag run so hard man
money I got perfect timing
Grinding hard until the day I'm rich
Theres a way
You know ima find it
Gotti baby I stay on my fly shit
When you see me
on two
I put my nigga on some money, that's the shit you do
Don't be that nigga just around that don't have no clue
I been telling y'all for a while now,
got to run this shit right back
Yo Q, I think it's time for me to get 'em
I don't even write lyrics, I do hieroglyphics
You married to the money but
car's white
Motherfuck a hater, I done lived a hard life
I'm swanging out my building
Trying to raise my children
Top got no ceiling, Yo Gotti
Nigga Meek
to raise my children
Top got no ceiling, Yo Gotti
Nigga Meek Milly, counted my first million
That's when my whole life changed, I pledge allegiance
Yo Gotti
Know yo thotti
Niggas dats da LAW
All yo dawgs say dey dawgs
Till dey get da paws
Elevate hella strait
We don't hesitate
medicate
card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off
takes a whole lot
But its hard for me to hold on
So I tell myself to be strong
Keep faith and never loose sight
Cause the prize is dead in yo eye
And ik
I can't control it
NAW NAW NAW
I can't control the grind
Bitch and I'm workin overtime claimin whats really all of mine you other niggas had yo
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
Shit getting me fed up
I get plans for mumsy Na just Money I Dey wait for
You can't stop my shine so Na Weytin you Dey hate for
24 7 On my grind I want
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