Grind
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
2 & 3, 4 Jobs
Tryna make a fucking living
Long Sleepless nights
A Nigga tired of penny pinching
Wanna live like the Roc Boys
I want a pretty pension
Know some niggas taking chances
Ducking the penitentiary
Been a fool with the numbers
Way before elementary
Back to basics
To the roots
I'm Talking History
Not a mortician
But keep dead folks like a obituary
Used to have play money
Pockets growing ain't no kid in me
Busting out the bands
Like pampers gotta be shiddin me
The guap keep me sedated
That's my only lady
She'll never change on me
Unless I buy something and break it
I wanna marry Annie Mae
That's how much I love cake bitch
Ain't talking bout no plays
You can clear it
Gone shake jit
Can't be no role model
Ion strut this ain't no faces
Back to back sacks
Bosa boys off the edge shit
It gotta be in you
Can't find this hustle on no Craigslist
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Breadwinner
I gotta be
Tryna be the great
Like GOAT 23
Throw me in that fie
Ima bubble hot grease
Having dreams bout them shackles and chains
I can't sleep
I'm Warden this my life
I Control when I shit and I eat
Feeling like Kodak Black
Just wanna roll in peace
Ima real light stepper
White Forces no crease
And Them
20's 50's 100's all in my pedigree
You'on fuck me like this money
I can't give you all of me
Full time hustla
Part time investor
Took a loss got my weight up
Like I'm Nutty professor
You Tell em no one time
Treat ya like the oppressor
Tables turn now you need em
I ain't got it my bad bra
Gave em half of that crumb
And yeen even really have much
Hands in my pocket
Ion even like to ask for nun
Nah
Ion even like to ask for nun
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
2 & 3, 4 Jobs
Tryna make a fucking living
Long Sleepless nights
A Nigga tired of penny pinching
Wanna live like the Roc Boys
I want a pretty pension
Know some niggas taking chances
Ducking the penitentiary
Been a fool with the numbers
Way before elementary
Back to basics
To the roots
I'm Talking History
Not a mortician
But keep dead folks like a obituary
Used to have play money
Pockets growing ain't no kid in me
Busting out the bands
Like pampers gotta be shiddin me
The guap keep me sedated
That's my only lady
She'll never change on me
Unless I buy something and break it
I wanna marry Annie Mae
That's how much I love cake bitch
Ain't talking bout no plays
You can clear it
Gone shake jit
Can't be no role model
Ion strut this ain't no faces
Back to back sacks
Bosa boys off the edge shit
It gotta be in you
Can't find this hustle on no Craigslist
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Breadwinner
I gotta be
Tryna be the great
Like GOAT 23
Throw me in that fie
Ima bubble hot grease
Having dreams bout them shackles and chains
I can't sleep
I'm Warden this my life
I Control when I shit and I eat
Feeling like Kodak Black
Just wanna roll in peace
Ima real light stepper
White Forces no crease
And Them
20's 50's 100's all in my pedigree
You'on fuck me like this money
I can't give you all of me
Full time hustla
Part time investor
Took a loss got my weight up
Like I'm Nutty professor
You Tell em no one time
Treat ya like the oppressor
Tables turn now you need em
I ain't got it my bad bra
Gave em half of that crumb
And yeen even really have much
Hands in my pocket
Ion even like to ask for nun
Nah
Ion even like to ask for nun
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
Why you go so hard
Gotta make these niggas feel me
What you do it for
Tryna run me up some millions
Grind, grind
Grind up a million
Grind, Grind up a million
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Writer(s): K T
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