so sucker free, I swear You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know Let's be
I been on my grind 'Cuz on a mission your worst enemy is idle time Hussle (Drake chorus) I'm tryina bring it home Even if I gotta do it on my own I
Tell 'em don't play with you, get 'em away from you You need a baller like I, call 'em like I, see 'em like naa Move over y'all amateurs No, you not
-ass dresses Go find you one Go get your dance on, go grind on one, damn Go find you one Go get your dance on, go grind on one Quick question, yo, why you
priceless, nigga, you understand me? Either you with us, or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle or you out the huddle Either you ridin' or we
priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing
what you got, you should of passed it You was moving slower than molasses, this time you an assed it Give it up smooth, this a jack don't move This is
't see you lil *****, the money in the way And I'm, I'm sittin high, a gansta ride blazin' If you ain't gon' ride fly then you might as well hate I gotta
of money Yeah, the tummy is showin' but the hunger is growin' What part cha' don't understand, what you ain't know I'm like Kobe You *** can't check
the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock I am a movie
Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh [Rick Ross] Big black, and an icey watch Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box Grinding
Chiquita speak Dark shades, Eazy E Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga I see you looking with your looking ass nigga You don't know
it and my glasses on But most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothing You don't know the half of it Young Money,
it's like I, I've been on my grind I can only grind For so long Go, go, go, go, go, go I, I've been on my grind I can only grind For so long 'Bout
wind chill Filthy, the word that best defines me I'm just grinding man, y'all never mind me Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grin-din', when you
back on you two times I shoulda been died, but I'm still walkin' around wit two nines Who wants to be a millionaire? Me, and you ain't got no more life
put my whole on display, to my dismay stop it, you carry-in on without logic let me tell you this about Joe I only say you what I want you to hear you
the saint on the ground with his nine on line With the niggaz who grind with King Kong hittin' Thailand Give it here and don't say nuthin' Just give