Lyrics:
sleep for slips and now I'm bigger
All day,
All night for the grind say me never run down
Got my eyes on the big bag
Life is a Journey while so many
went to Howard
Aye look I'm drippin, Seattle Washington with the showers
We move on different hours, but our 24 the same
I'm like a slider left by
This that big boy shit
Big boy talk
You know i mean business By the way a nigger walk
This that big boy shit
Big boy talk
Dead spody every time
n****z stay up escape
Bos, Big V, Pokey, Mann, Mama 'cause we freakin' man
N**** just waitin' for the champagne
And 'cause that's me
(What ya gonna do
Big shiny jet plane in the sky
Please drop us off as we go by
We're an American band
And everything is rockin' out of control
When we hit
another nigga take me off my grind
I be getting paid by the hour the minute the second, so no you can't afford my time
I ain't been the same since I lost my
phased by any craze (nope)
Blazing paths like blazing j's
Perfect joint amazing J
I blaze for days no ashing out
Long haul no cashing out (the grind)
Hit
Cherry red lipstick, blackberry incense
Big bags boy, yeah we get em with intent
Whole damn team got talent and big dreams
And yeah motherfucker we
keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fame
Big face hun'erds, keepin' the game
Hittin' the corner in the candy thang
Sittin' on leather, grippin'
keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fame
Big face hun'erds, keepin' the game
Hittin' the corner in the candy thang
Sittin' on leather, grippin'
and lil' slim in here.
Shit, Craig be , all of Beats By The Pound
Mo. be nigga with this track, KL.
Nigga Bad Azz in this bitch.
Goodie Mob, all them
Always on the grind
I shine time after time
This is the prelude to the might of rhyme
Now you going to feel
What it feels like
To come from my
give y'all a big bowl & spoon witta tasteful "Yeah yeah, yeah yeah"
Damn, yeah, I know I'm Grateful
Shine shine shine it's my time now "Ooo"
Grind grind
All day and night I grind survive
In line get mine that's what I do
All day and night I grind survive
In line get mine love what I do
All day
It's Grind time baby all day all night
Learjet mentality ready to take flight
Do this for the hustlers
Do this for the strugglers
Do this for my
douse mine
Baby stick it up I'm on a down slide, Ma yo booty sittin like an Alpine
Girl we do it big we ain't tockin with the tik have you standing with
trying to stack me like five for five
Bi*** that's a ten by the end of July
Fu** all the splurging its back to the grind
She say that I'm bae
Think she
kill the night
I watched nobody was moving right
Grind, grind, grind, grind, grind the floor
No one tried to break the wooden door
Big weekly gig, big
on lean call it codein, Alpine system with the
Fo' fifteens
Boom-boom ta-da-ta-da, surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne,
a big o'l bed to fuck you and all of your friends
I'm finna finish in first never in last
We don't love keke we only love cash
I'm finna grind
I'm
Get our grind on in the project hallway
N**** try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
[B.G.]
Every time you see him, you know Patek gotta c-note (I do)
I been the shit since Trina hit The Big Lick with Rero (Yeah)
Deadbeat left so I was raised by
nigga Is still on the grind
I been kicking in the dust
I'm just a kid from the mud
Look how they hating me now
My niggas be holding me down
Did it by
Flawless Victory
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be
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