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If you ain't bout the grind then I suggest you probably save it
I count profit every year I put the rest all in my savings
Never wanna be so broke to live emaciated
I done did that shit before I tell you now it's not the greatest

Love my earring girl I'm sorry lost the bracelet
Always talking bout they dreams
But they never go and chase 'em
I know a life a beast I swear to god sometimes I'm praying
When I moved out to the east I know I lost a lot of patience

Everybody want the money
Get they gualla up
See what we be doing hit my phone tryna be part of us
Wanna book a show I think right now your price is not enough
Like damn bitch I got bills to pay I gotta get my dollars up

They always loved my music now the love don't feel that new to me
I learned to keep a buck on how I talk and buying jewelry
Cash can make you blind where you get Lasik from a shooter beam
Bitches never basic like her friends so I recruit the team

Shame I see them peeking
It's a shame they serving leaks
To be honest all my brodies know my words fore its released
You can go out to a party till your futures looking bleak
Know the balance how to fit the extra hours in a week

If you ain't bout the grind then I suggest you probably save it
I count profit every year I put the rest all in my savings
Never wanna be so broke to live emaciated
I done did that shit before I tell you now it's not the greatest

Ain't no shame tryna face those odds
Some they pray for the day you fall down too hard
Running through my brain when did this take so long
Yea, my mind it start to race bout when this all pays off



Credits
Writer(s): Benny Roach
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