Forever
Yeah
No matter what I do I gotta keep it real
You gotta focus on yourself mane fuck what they talking about
Focus on you and only you my mane
I be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding til the top huh
We be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding, grind, grind, grind, GRIND
You know I can't play around with no bitch
Only the guap that I be chasing hit them licks yeah yeah
Finna go way up top ain't no time for them tricks
(Ain't no time)
You fuck around I pull out the stick (glrrrrrrr)
I do this shit for the fam
My mama be proud when I come with the benz (yeah)
You do this shit for the gram
And lil bity likes that ain't making no bands (yeah)
Grinding til the top
Flex next level on lock
Pull up to your block
And go turn up a show yeah I do that a lot
I got the vision so I ain't stressing
Popping no percs only be gassing
Meditate good law of attraction
Double the doze LK be floating (yeah)
I feel like I know I'm running this shit (run it up)
Good cardio I run to the bank
And make sure I don't quit (run to the bank)
Catching bodies with my lyrical
I kill with the subliminal
Messages right to your brain to get rid of the opps
They gon keep staying in denial
I can't fuck with no typical
Bitch that can't stay in his lane
To make my grinding stop
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes
Til it makes, til it makes, til it makes bands huh
Young nigga grinding til he makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
(I be grinding to the top)
I be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding til the top huh
We be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding, grind, grind, grind, GRIND
I be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding til the top huh
We be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding, grind, grind, grind, GRIND
WHAT?!?!?!
Haha
Please don't text don't call
Ain't finna see you tomorrow
Stack it up til I fall
OCTG we ball yeah yeah yeah yeah
On top you're too small
Moving too fast you stall
Carry my gang til I drop
Better know this shit ain't never gon stop
It ain't never gon stop mane
OCTG
Only be chasin' the guap
No matter what I do I gotta keep it real
You gotta focus on yourself mane fuck what they talking about
Focus on you and only you my mane
I be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding til the top huh
We be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding, grind, grind, grind, GRIND
You know I can't play around with no bitch
Only the guap that I be chasing hit them licks yeah yeah
Finna go way up top ain't no time for them tricks
(Ain't no time)
You fuck around I pull out the stick (glrrrrrrr)
I do this shit for the fam
My mama be proud when I come with the benz (yeah)
You do this shit for the gram
And lil bity likes that ain't making no bands (yeah)
Grinding til the top
Flex next level on lock
Pull up to your block
And go turn up a show yeah I do that a lot
I got the vision so I ain't stressing
Popping no percs only be gassing
Meditate good law of attraction
Double the doze LK be floating (yeah)
I feel like I know I'm running this shit (run it up)
Good cardio I run to the bank
And make sure I don't quit (run to the bank)
Catching bodies with my lyrical
I kill with the subliminal
Messages right to your brain to get rid of the opps
They gon keep staying in denial
I can't fuck with no typical
Bitch that can't stay in his lane
To make my grinding stop
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes
Til it makes, til it makes, til it makes bands huh
Young nigga grinding til he makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
Young nigga grinding til it makes bands
(I be grinding to the top)
I be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding til the top huh
We be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding, grind, grind, grind, GRIND
I be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding til the top huh
We be grinding til the top
Grinding til the top yeah
Grinding til the top
Grinding, grind, grind, grind, GRIND
WHAT?!?!?!
Haha
Please don't text don't call
Ain't finna see you tomorrow
Stack it up til I fall
OCTG we ball yeah yeah yeah yeah
On top you're too small
Moving too fast you stall
Carry my gang til I drop
Better know this shit ain't never gon stop
It ain't never gon stop mane
OCTG
Only be chasin' the guap
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Writer(s): Armand Mandengué
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