Grind
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
I'm out here chasing big stacks
Fuck a bitch where them franks at
Looking for the next moves but I'm not trynna be on the news
Things are looking much better now
On the east-side and even got a house
Can't nobody fuck up my drive
Gotta keep my eyes on the prize
I don't even care if you put salt on my name
A real bitch like me gone charge that shit to the game
Gotta keep it pushin' I got family on my back
Trynna make it out and put Tulsa on the map
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Had dreams I'd rule the fuckin world
Take over the streets since a little girl
Regardless I gotta make it happen
Music's the ship bitch I'm the captain
Eat, sleep, shit
Tell myself I'm the best
Nothing less, trynna manifest
Long nights thinking of champagne bottles and nice jet flights
Gotta grind gotta shine its time to get what's mine
Been down so much, Only thing I know is life's tough
Been trynna stay up, have my mental up
In God I trust, not trynna go back to eating popcorn and ramen cups
Gotta get this bread, cant sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta get this bread, cant sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
I'm out here chasing big stacks
Fuck a bitch where them franks at
Looking for the next moves but I'm not trynna be on the news
Things are looking much better now
On the east-side and even got a house
Can't nobody fuck up my drive
Gotta keep my eyes on the prize
I don't even care if you put salt on my name
A real bitch like me gone charge that shit to the game
Gotta keep it pushin' I got family on my back
Trynna make it out and put Tulsa on the map
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta get this bread, can't sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Had dreams I'd rule the fuckin world
Take over the streets since a little girl
Regardless I gotta make it happen
Music's the ship bitch I'm the captain
Eat, sleep, shit
Tell myself I'm the best
Nothing less, trynna manifest
Long nights thinking of champagne bottles and nice jet flights
Gotta grind gotta shine its time to get what's mine
Been down so much, Only thing I know is life's tough
Been trynna stay up, have my mental up
In God I trust, not trynna go back to eating popcorn and ramen cups
Gotta get this bread, cant sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta get this bread, cant sleep til I'm dead
Tell myself to stay strong
Gotta keep moving on
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Writer(s): Corneliu Hines
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