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Islandz
When we collab it's perfect timing
We been doing this a real long time on a real strong grind
Think you next you in a real long line
You gon be

cruel sometimes
That it will damn near make you heartless
But I still gotta grind regardless
Even though they doubt me like Thomas
And try to brush it off

through these mothafuckin' busters
Talkin' shit on the 'gram, claimin' that they got sticks
Big drums, red dots, 30 shot clock clips, shit
That ain't where

since towers fell it's been hell if you other
Like Benjamin Linus, your grind is bound to suffer
Baboon dey chop wey monkey dey suffer
Tension dey my

That's fake, make no mistake, new game Plan, gotta make some shake
Me and Mac Mays politickin' bout a play for Some land and some cribs on a real big lake

matter what it cost if I want a nigga dead imma pull up walk chalk em
Creep on em all day have them boys go stalk em by the night time bet them boys gon

the ship capsize
And we dive down push it up by hand
Yes i grew up in my mother's arms
Just right there where i keep it rolling oh
Yeah i keep it rolling oh

the blitz
He say he gangsta but I'm smelling fish

We ain't playing tag but she know I'm it
Trap open, big bands, bows extravagant
How you broke inside

like Coke and you my Mentos
And I could leave, but put you in a big room wit like ten hoes
And you gon be the baddest in the room so it ain't simple
One

gotta say it feels good that I know ya Take me by the hand for a minute, let me show ya
See that you a go-getter, you makin' big moves With a G like me,

know just what I mean

Lookin' around enjoyin' the view with my hand around a big ol' draft
When she walks by and gives me a smile, I see her thong

Glocks, Glocks
Bitch its lil Sy, open up the pit tonight
Bitch, inside, I got all of my grind
They was hatin' but not takin' mine
That's your bitch,

And that's a big statement considering the things that you do

You do a lot, you do it proppa, a top shotta
But me and you together is mo hotta
You know I got

yeah, let me write

And I'm back on my grind, destined to fall only to shine
I've been dream chasing since I was nine
And what you know about that
To have

I'm big O'Neal
Keeping em extends like a fucking Musketeer
Krah krah make em opps Disappear.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Imma lead em all the way they gon call

W'ada tsw
(But)
We put the pride aside
Let it shine
Where the money dey ? go and find
Get on my feet I go and grind
Me then V12 we out of line
400 jiggas

on the grind without no job
And they could see that we was paid
I'm still sorry bout them late nights
I had her waitin' and afraid
But on some real shit

sick shit that would blow your mind You wanna chit-chat, but I don't got the time
We huntin' for loot, yeah, that is my grind If you wanna get schooled,

can't really see me
I'm hiding my emotions, but they show up in my dreams
And everyday I grind away
Make the dream a reality
But every night I'm in

If you're cashed up, or getting by, loaded, or sitting on a gold mine
Get money, get money, get money, get money
I know what they wanna say, they

credit card without think bout way it's costin'
It's what Franklin said, I built this shit brick by brick n*gga
could never let a lame trick me out my shit

is a bitch
I live by these rules
Since I had no pot to piss
Trust only a few
know how niggas do
New niggas like snakes and jakes
And niggas hate snakes

Cah the things that I've been through
Rap and I sing tunes
Grind like I'm meant to
And that's not the half of it
Beat down and starve the kid
Bet they

on that verse

Big love my Darko
I think you'll find
Now is the time

Bro
How the fuck did you see
What was on my mind

Speaking of that
Speaking of facts