Grind to be Rich
Just hoped in the Benz Nigga I'm riding solo
Just kicked it with a few friends up in my dojo
Niggas say they woke, but they sleep, I say it's no doe and if you sleeping my nigga, you getting no doe
Land of the free, everything else gonna cost yo soul do fuck it, 50 k for a promo, shopping all through soho Diamonds on my neck diamonds on my neck singing KC and Jo Jo
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every chip
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every bitch
Hold up, Nigga talking out the side of they neck, so pull up, and you'll be wearing pull ups
And no more pulls for you or your team pastors, families, choirs and eulogies
My jewels on freeze, the hate is on E, you mad bc these h's stand next to a G
And even alphabetically that's how it's suppose to be, so shut the fuck why everybody else toast to me
Shit I've been balling for a long time
I've been sipping on that cold cold wine, I ain't the one you can hold down
This underdog can reach the top, nigga no time
Nigga I need no time, cause the way I run it back, I cross the goal line
You left ya peace you can hold mine, bow now you don't even have any soul ties
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every chip
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every bitch
The way we lapping niggaz, We should be so tired, but my chauffeur waiting for me on the road side
Mme be winning, my nigga roll tide, you can call her ya girl, but that pussy so tight
Even when I was wrong, Nigga I was so right, and when I'm hot, even my heart is cold as ice
Turn niggaz careers all into poltergeist At 22, young handsome, I whipped the Maserati
Always reminds me of bitch, it had the baddest body, all black exterior with the red inside it
When I passed by niggaz had stand in silence, I promote the peace, but I'm cool with violence
I'm not talking the violence with cops and sirens
I'm talking violence where no one in your family can find ya
You see me shinning in these diamonds
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every chip
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every bitch
Just kicked it with a few friends up in my dojo
Niggas say they woke, but they sleep, I say it's no doe and if you sleeping my nigga, you getting no doe
Land of the free, everything else gonna cost yo soul do fuck it, 50 k for a promo, shopping all through soho Diamonds on my neck diamonds on my neck singing KC and Jo Jo
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every chip
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every bitch
Hold up, Nigga talking out the side of they neck, so pull up, and you'll be wearing pull ups
And no more pulls for you or your team pastors, families, choirs and eulogies
My jewels on freeze, the hate is on E, you mad bc these h's stand next to a G
And even alphabetically that's how it's suppose to be, so shut the fuck why everybody else toast to me
Shit I've been balling for a long time
I've been sipping on that cold cold wine, I ain't the one you can hold down
This underdog can reach the top, nigga no time
Nigga I need no time, cause the way I run it back, I cross the goal line
You left ya peace you can hold mine, bow now you don't even have any soul ties
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every chip
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every bitch
The way we lapping niggaz, We should be so tired, but my chauffeur waiting for me on the road side
Mme be winning, my nigga roll tide, you can call her ya girl, but that pussy so tight
Even when I was wrong, Nigga I was so right, and when I'm hot, even my heart is cold as ice
Turn niggaz careers all into poltergeist At 22, young handsome, I whipped the Maserati
Always reminds me of bitch, it had the baddest body, all black exterior with the red inside it
When I passed by niggaz had stand in silence, I promote the peace, but I'm cool with violence
I'm not talking the violence with cops and sirens
I'm talking violence where no one in your family can find ya
You see me shinning in these diamonds
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every chip
I had to grind to be rich
Money on my mind in this bitch
Expensive time on wrist, top down every on whip, locked down on every bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Alacce Schofield
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