Lyrics:
the grind
I'mma core that shit, justo ma floor racks
I'm a popping, with the steady imma blow stacks
I'ma feel this shit, coasting up, crown down
I'm in
lights
We stay on guard ready to fight (fight)
I'ma move like Job, I'ma stick with God even if It seems I can't see his light
Dont need crystals I'm not
Win win win
All I do is win win win win
Take this L for din din din
I'ma get it like this
I'ma gett it like what?
I'ma get it like win win win win
and let it bang
Lil' bitch I'm tryna rearrange, I want the Glock bitch not fame
Speed it up, uh, put his dumbass in a coffin
Up this tape bitch I'ma off
If I wanna get it
Ima get It
Ima win it
Ima split it with my people
Do it like I see no evil
Hear no evil
Speak no evil
Make my body a cathedral
I just want the cash, I just want the dough
When the choppa get to spittin', I be aiming for your throat
I want that bust down, bitch, I'ma kick down
woah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You a stupid bitch, should've left your ass alone and leave your ass up in that ditch
I'ma be so real, I can't fuck
Ima fuck this day with a blunt in my mouth
I got 99 problems but I don't really care
Cause Ima blow 'em all away with the smoke in the air
Yeah
the same appeal
All I do is work, but I'm scrounging for another meal
Soon as I'ma make it, I'ma disappear
Okay, disappear
Could've been pimp because I'm
any glucose
After I blow ima cop a new ghost
Visit Johnny Dang got my wrist on froze
Ice out my grille hope I don't overdose
Burrow in the streets so
I'm on shit, I'ma pull up in my Benz
I'm on gas
I'm on shit, I'ma pull up in my Benz
I'm on gas
I'm on shit, I'ma pull up in my Benz
I'm on gas
I'm
Paranoid these niggas ain't gon' try they know ima let em have it
Lately I Been Paranoid these niggas ain't gon' try they know ima let em have it
can't stop, yeah
Yeah she rip my heart out
But I'ma ball out
Yeah she wanna call now, and she want it all now
But I can't stop now
Yeah she rip my heart
I'ma stand tall as long as I'm living you can't shake me you can't brake me cause Christ lives in me tables turn bridges burn made mistakes lesson
of leaving you lone (nah)
No matter why or when, bae I'ma pick up the phone
And trust me, anytime you need me, I'ma slide to your home
Girl, I would lie (I
I'ma break the roof, I'ma break the rules I'ma crash the coupe, pretty subdued dude
Till that darkside coming out of me, I'm way too rude
I might
That busta shot that tech at me, one day i'm'a kill that bitch
That busta shot that tech at me, one day i'm'a kill that bitch
That busta shot that
So imma give it up give it up to you
I'ma give it up give it up to you
I'ma give it up give it up to you
I'ma give it up give it up to you
Now we're
what's on your mind
Are you just lonely
You're one of a kind
No one else could be
When I look into your eyes
Make love to me
Yeah
Tonight
I'ma take you
on a roll
Aye
Yeah Ima playa when you call I might pick up
Yeah Ima playa when you call I might pick up
Yeah Ima playa when you call I might pick up
Yeah Ima
Yeah, yeah, it's time to show who I am
Yeah, yeah, it's time to show who I am
It's time, yeah, you said that I'ma failure
You said that I'm nothing
gon' run to the Gram, he got his ass caught
I'ma run up these bands and say fuck the amount I just roll up the Za, it's never a drought
He run
skinny with 'em curves
I'm the type who don't mind to cross a blurr line
I'ma, cross a blurr line
Yeah, yeah, cross a blurr line
I'ma, I'ma, cross
the best of me
Nah middle finger ah
But I'ma choose ma' destiny
Yeah, you won't get to me
Can't get the best of me
Nah middle finger ah
But I'ma choose ma'
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