Lyrics:
grind
I, ll be on the grind
Been married for a little bit
My wifey on my mind
We walk together living it
(Trip do you take Jess?) She's
A gift God
for me maybe then
I’ll pray to you
Can’t relate to you
Not afraid of you
Hold you in my arms and I’ll wait for you
When the paper’s due
Not afraid
looking at)
Let me see ya grill
(Let me see my what)
Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
(Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill)
Smile for me daddy
for me
Go and stand up in your seats
Stadium waiting for me
See me entering I be
My talent never stall
My drive is too great
Everything is gold
I know
Ride his face like a merry go round
Moan in his ear he loves my sound
Press me bitch i'll get my hounds
Dick was 'Euro' measured by pounds
Fuck with
(gold digger, gold digger)
But the kid is not my son (I like the way you try to get slick no, no, no, no diggity)
For forty days and for forty nights
fxxk what you doing?
I came, keep playing?
slice looking like
army Im Nusret
start it to blow
up If I dont, nonsense
straight, figure it out
take it my
left home
I've been looking for a place to call my own
I see the silver lining shining like polished gold
I've been looking for untangled love
But
the kings and soldiers wasn't what I promised
What does love really mean I'm so confused
I'm hated by enemies and loved by my muse
I paint her in my pictures
'cause it's a gold mine
He said he loves his block 'cause it's a gold mine
He throwing up his hood 'cause it's a gold mine
He said he'll never leave
still put it through you
With a Luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like Mariah
You think for one second since we got a deal
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
heart
Used to go out looking for love
Now love is looking for me
And sweet music keeps me happy
Not so long ago, darling, I was feeling sad
Who
to sip the lime-a-ritas and the sisco
I hopped my ass on the 101 and headed north
And when I hit the hill I found what I was looking for
I'm feeling
a bad bony for the check and you know young nigga need karats on the neck
Oh yeah
There's gold on my wrist and neck
Gold on my wrist and neck
Wrist
GUILTY
Words and Music by Sherma Andrews
Lady Singer Music (c)
VERSE
I've been looking inside myself
wondering how this could be
We were nothing
ain’t by mistake
Feed the fam they all getting plates
If we got problems, ima have my niggas send you home
That’ll put em in they place
Gold grills while
lineup of rhymers
Could bring any drama, anytime, the city's mine, Nas Is Like
Love Undying, Money's My Bitch in Thugz Mansion
Thugs dancin' around
She say my name fit me best by the way I act
No Ian looking for love just tryna run these racks up
My love is lethal but some how she still fall
all
Better have it all for me
If I throw these 1's
Shawty better take it off for me
Money talk, she be capping
That bitch love talk to me charles
your heart with the beat and hei (Hei)
On the streets of gold, like the promise was told, with the heavenly host and hei (Hei)
Got the fire for
a mind confused
Love is the pleasures untold
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason has no rhyme
My love crossed the double
gotta Stand up for yourself
Time to heed
The warnings
Set down by Orwell
When the days of doom are nigh
Only the strong survive
In your plandemic
Only
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