Lyrics:
Its hard for me to drink Alize (no doubt) I take a sip
Got into convo, how you been over the years?
Neglected, stressed out, and living in fear
money
Never sleep for the money, sleep for the money
Grind all week for the money, week for the money
Wana kill me for the money, me for the money
Gotta
on the streets til I'm 60 years old
Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
It's only for the money
Do we live in dangerous lives?
It's only for the money
It's
[Yo Gotti:]
Hustlas And Gangstas Dont You Pout Block Burna's Keep
The Work In The Drought Keep You A Big Gun To Hold
You Down And Deal With A Nigga
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
I get the money stay focused
Diamonds on me and they frozen
I'm on the grind if you ain't notice
I had to put some shit in motion
Backwoods what
different
Butter for the block got the work s skipping
Getting to the money what you know about hustling
Cooking up o's til they look like muffins
9 18 36
explode
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
Harlem World
Where niggas get the money all day
Boogie Down Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so
money,& murder & sexing a Bitch is all I know.......YEP YEP
I been on my Grind
I been on my Grind...
Yea... Yea...
Told em' imma shine
Told em' imma
an Uncle Tom
Now, them crackers snatchin' black cats by they tongue
For the cheese, rats creepin' on yo' T.V. Screen, sellin' you dreams
Granny buyin'
they ran the street
Won't name the city but I know it's by a beach
First thing I learned was stack so you stay on your feet
Grind for your wants go
I'm Gotti ( Like I'm Gotti )
If you ain't talking bout money leave yo messages on seen ( Seen )
I know you look good but yo outfit came from shein (
the sport on these niggas (Yeah ho)
You get money then show it, if you ain't then stop lying
If you looking for a nigga, bitch I ain't hard to find (Chea)
you thought? I was raised by this street shit
Dont take my kindness for weakness
Ima grind hard, go harder than you seen bitch
Self made boss so i get
you hatred
There's no applause for ya and success is hard for ya
There's enemies, envy, with green my niggas, lawnmower
And I'm on tour, Jordan 4's, Tom
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
giving up all of your time
It's inescapable, your part of the grind
Of the grind, of the grind
Always go out of my way
Baby I be going hard, finish
twisted
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin'
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
Why I spend most of my time, my California grind
twisted
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin'
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
Why I spend most of my time, my California grind
Niggas know I am the best
Ima grind hard so my kids, they could flex
Ima grind hard til I got nothing left
Sexy jutsu when she take off that dress
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
some checks in my name
Some dollars
I been patient for to long this the Riot
The Grind is Impeccable
Hustle hard I can't let it go
Ima Hustle
Ian pressured by none of these hoes
No feelings for none of these niggas
Fuck a bitch
Fuck a nigga
Count money get scrilla
Fuck a bitch
Fuck
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