Lyrics:
murdered daily by the people who we choose to trust
I breathe some life into my ego, I'm so big and dumb
Now I'm golden, I've got it all hidden inside this
the count so when she wake up I ain't next to her
Back to this queso, this hustle, this grind
If you work hard you don't need 9-5's
Don't be surprised by
on our shit sit
With the crew getting faded
Real niggas by my side never hated
Every night we celebrate like we made it
Every nigga around me is tryna be
ain't wasting no time or
The Jungle And Field
Big recognition without me a deal
That feeling you chase
Of face's we making
Adrenaline pumping
AgGression
where you at, product of my environment
Don't plan on retiring anytime soon
Big dreams on my mind in a tiny-ass room
Get the weight and keep it movin',
on my side for that legal shit
Oh yeah, y'all ain't gettin' by without them documents
So you better show me proof bout what you talkin' bout, cause I
minds
While we focused
On passions
We got us
Some treasures
Our souls
Where it's hidden
How long this been takin
Visited my mind
So I'm patiently
Growing
with some of These man I be like nah bro I don't Roll with clowns
Now I'm just surfing my deepest Thoughts, but
Same way I can't judge a book by Its
minds
While we focused
On passions
We got us
Some treasures
Our souls
Where it's hidden
How long this been takin
Visited my mind
So I'm patiently
Growing
minds
While we focused
On passions
We got us
Some treasures
Our souls
Where it's hidden
How long this been takin
Visited my mind
So I'm patiently
Growing
the cops to keep 'em blind
So we can grind with peace of mind
Turn the key and shine without being dimed
Time to expand, New York to Chicago, Colorado
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
bag?
In your car, and we popped the steering wheel
And left it up by six flags (hit man)
My whole family full of ?hetland? hustlas
Now tell your
you scared
Focused on me your life has been spared
I'm focused on me, for you I don't care
We grind for our wins, get it by any means
My life's
and they never shoot
My lil niggas drive down and slam on you like they 7'2
Big steppin hit em with several then he make the news
Big tellin playin by
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
By now the whole world should know my name Big B I be killing shit
Virginia done seen the grind but now the world gone witness it
The past couple
bitch but two hoes
Big banks and new clothes
It's the path I choose, fo' real, no so choose yours!
Up in a big, blown caddy nine-lighter seville
We
to the pavement.
Watch the smoke clear ‘cause the fire was blazin’.
Know a couple fake people but I’m not namin’.
Got big dreams so I’m on a money mission,
Want
, full of rappers and snappers
A Cadillac float full of trapsters
Carryin a sign sayin "It's Our Time"
I wave sayin I would never diss y'all grind
So I'm
So fuck staying fly
We tryna stay alive
Ain't tryna have our lives get swept by the tide of whatever they decide
Let's ride for ourselves
Don't expect
Never got robbed by the majors
Used to get robbed by the neighbors
I really want to make this clear
Yeah, every year is our year
Swear it's not even
The big city grind is so far behind
I know a place I can hide
the lights on the bay show me the way
soon I'll be there by her side
bright August moon
[Verse 1]
Everybody fin to die, by the hands of the dark angel adjust
Snatching your breath, till it dims up your chest
How much pain, can I
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