Lyrics:
all night
Nigga takin' private flights
[Chorus: x2]
You know I'm gettin' money
Shinin' like a sparkle
Sparkle like I shine
Bitch I'm on my grind
Money bag, money bag
Money bag, bitch, I'm lookin' like a money bag
Money bag
Cardi
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet
be on the grind
I I I'll be on the grind
Now you can catch me going in
Got my focus on 10 boy
I'll be on the grind
I I I'll be on the grind
Got His
fit talk get money
Ten toes in my grind, Many things in my mind
A million dollar A billion dollar will give me peace of mind
I be working every day
Could be dash, go out and hustle 'em
But I hate money coz it makes me numb
Hustle hustle hustle
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hustle
times 10 doing more numbers
Im on ten out of ten
Money on my mind this grind i live it
I'm far from timid
I don't see no color but green sky is my limit
good
But mostly money be slow
Have you ever been hungry before?
Steady on the grind stead on the grind
'Cause I got to make it happen
My family
Lindor money, 10+ independent grind
On my on time
I dont race nobody else, but if I did I'm clocking up Hall of Fame time
Florence Joyner Aye
I C H
I seen
had so many devices
Everything that money could buy
She said, "Sign your name on the dotted line"
The lights went out
And Nikki started to grind
had so many devices
Everything that money could buy
She said, "Sign your name on the dotted line"
The lights went out
And Nikki started to grind
got (I'm back on the streets, man)
I get money, money I got (I'm bringing the heat, man)
I get money, money I got (I'm on my grind)
Money I got,
homie born hood rich
Came from the rockets, straight to the top
That's how we gettin' it big money won't stop it
And we gon' grind
I said we gon'
the man
Hustle
Get money
Get better
Be the man
I just
Hustle
Get money
Get better
Be the man
Lets go
Hustle
Get money
Grind harder
Ballin' ten fold
And I
Six inch heels, she walked in the club like nobody's business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She's stacking money, money
got
I'm bringing the heat man,
I get money, money is got
I'm on my grind,
Money I got, money is got
Like all the time,
I get money, money is got
got
(I'm back on the streets, man)
I get money, money I got
(I'm bringing the heat, man)
I get money, money I got
(I'm on my grind)
Money I got,
for the bill, some kill for the bill (yeah)
Where my money at?
She whined for the bill, grind for the bill (whoa)
Where my money at?
Some steal for
I get money loc Saint
Do your homework gucci Mane
Ten got my own
B-R-O money (money)
M-O-N-E-Y gotta get that money now
M-O-N-E-Y i wanna get rich
for the bill, some kill for the bill (yeah)
Where my money at?
She whined for the bill, grind for the bill (whoa)
Where my money at?
Some steal for
for ten, I know the right people
And I keep a nine on my waistline
And I'm a be right on the corner, wodie, I'm gonna grind
I tell 'em, "what!!"
to
We some real life bosses got 'em looking at you
We grind hard to play harder
We touch the stars that's what they call us
We grind hard to buy
diamonds wet like Canoes
Mixed the grind wit the flow I can't Loose
Before the money bitches still would Choose
I told her straight up I don't feel your
survival pack
And do I love her naw man I just love her spirit
Blind deaf or crazy it's money over bitches
[Chorus: x2]
Now everybody that I know get
Layzie 30 million and counting, come on
[Chorus: x2]
Money money, the mighty dolla dolla
Got to get my grind on, grind on, grind on
I don't want
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