On My Grind
Uh uhh... Oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
Can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind grind
Mr. Mac I'm back and going dumb, Mr Bean
Always out the ends but hold it up I'm the beam
I might roll up something for my lungs and my team
Never give a f*ck like catholic nuns, on my V
This is sounding sick like I just threw up on it
Coming for the racks like I am shoe shopping
Getting so much pum I feel like two Konans
I'm just tryina make my own name you all sound the same
Most of you are doodoo
I'm just repping Africa like one big plate of fufu
Nottingham on my back like a reverse view view
I might make a call to Foreman and he'll pull up in that new new
That's too true (yeah)
Hold up, if you can show love then show love yeah
Oh I, I was so broke as a joke out here
So tough daddy left so young I grow'd up
That's why I'm the man I had to boss up
Uh uhh... Oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
Can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind
Uh uhh... well oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
I can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind grind
On my grind, on my grind, on my shine
Get Whitney's like Bobby Brown, get Britney's like Federline
I can come vibe where you stay, we fiasco like Lupe
Then I gotta dash like Usain, then I gotta dash like Usain
See you want me to stick around, you want me to hold you down
Me and my niggas run a business so I'm always out of town
That's just how we stay committed 'til they run us in the ground
I see niggas rock tiaras while we out here rocking crowns, crowns crowns
The beat is cold but, the flow like sauna (hot hot)
Deliver like stobbart, eclipse like solar (dark dark)
Oh there's no way that you'll have your way (nah nah)
Oh there's no way 'cause this my forte
If you claim you're the best, I'm on your back like a rash
Yeah I'm coming for the cash and your bird like a nest
Bruno Mars I finesse, many styles I possess, they interlace like mesh.
Uh uhh... Oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
Can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind
Uh uhh. well oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
I can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind
I was in the doggy making overtime
Can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind grind
Mr. Mac I'm back and going dumb, Mr Bean
Always out the ends but hold it up I'm the beam
I might roll up something for my lungs and my team
Never give a f*ck like catholic nuns, on my V
This is sounding sick like I just threw up on it
Coming for the racks like I am shoe shopping
Getting so much pum I feel like two Konans
I'm just tryina make my own name you all sound the same
Most of you are doodoo
I'm just repping Africa like one big plate of fufu
Nottingham on my back like a reverse view view
I might make a call to Foreman and he'll pull up in that new new
That's too true (yeah)
Hold up, if you can show love then show love yeah
Oh I, I was so broke as a joke out here
So tough daddy left so young I grow'd up
That's why I'm the man I had to boss up
Uh uhh... Oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
Can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind
Uh uhh... well oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
I can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind grind
On my grind, on my grind, on my shine
Get Whitney's like Bobby Brown, get Britney's like Federline
I can come vibe where you stay, we fiasco like Lupe
Then I gotta dash like Usain, then I gotta dash like Usain
See you want me to stick around, you want me to hold you down
Me and my niggas run a business so I'm always out of town
That's just how we stay committed 'til they run us in the ground
I see niggas rock tiaras while we out here rocking crowns, crowns crowns
The beat is cold but, the flow like sauna (hot hot)
Deliver like stobbart, eclipse like solar (dark dark)
Oh there's no way that you'll have your way (nah nah)
Oh there's no way 'cause this my forte
If you claim you're the best, I'm on your back like a rash
Yeah I'm coming for the cash and your bird like a nest
Bruno Mars I finesse, many styles I possess, they interlace like mesh.
Uh uhh... Oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
Can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind
Uh uhh. well oh My God
I was in the doggy making overtime
I can't take your call 'cause I'm on my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind (yeah yeah)
On my grind, on my grind grind grind
Credits
Writer(s): Maqhawe Manana
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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