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Grindin' So that duffel full of money Sleepless nights Sleepless nights Man the engine's always runnin' Gas me up Gas me up Brodie say I'm up and coming Champion Champion Bitch I'm feeling like I won it Give me the ring Like LeBron and Irving Whip switch lanes Fuckin' swerving Every dollar made I fuckin' earn it Cards dealt, I fuckin turn it Back make fuckin' millions All off the fuckin' brilliance Look at this damn resilience I just made a fuckin' killin' Black on black to the Raf Simmons I'm just lookin' like villain Give a fuck about the bad feelings Good life, yea we winnin' Spazzin' like Ye Are you finished? Cooking that shit like a chemist Ya'll too fake Hit the dentist Darth Maul I'm the menace Screaming fuck you Wit' my middle finger higher than the empire state Ya'll admire fake, I don't know why Ask your bitch how my dick taste Blow dry Oh my Didn't mean to cross your path Give so much neck, She part giraffe Me plus her It's hardly math It's a hardy smash Sippin' Hennessy We party fast Off the fucking brown Where Charlie at? Jpaul, Oh my god he snapped Napalm bomb up on the track Stay calm He just saying facts Took your bitch Do you need her back? Down in Miami where the Heat is at Mink coat on Where Peta at? It's the hunger games I don't need to rap I could just kill I just don't feel Anything you sayin' I be just sprayin' Put your hands up Want me on a track Put your bands up Would the real Jpaul please stand up? In the Saint Laurent pants Get your brand up In a real player stance Bitch man up In a fuckin state of mind that you can't touch Yeah Grindin' So that duffel full of money Sleepless nights Sleepless nights Man the engine's always runnin' Gas me up Gas me up Brodie say I'm up and coming Champion Champion Bitch I'm feeling like I won it So much shit changed in the past year Dropped school Started wearing cashmere Fuck you pay me like the cashier I do go crazy in the Geller gear Working tog get in the Rockefeller tier Feelin' like that shit lookin' hella near Fuck fake Conquer every other fear Must make Every single other fear me I don't give a fuck about A bitch Only care about the fam And makin' myself rich I mean in the form of happiness Feelin' myself It's a fashion sense Killin' my self For the cash advance Lookin' like prince in the flashy pants Whoa Feelin' like a god But I'm mortal Only human mixed with greatness You stupid if you hate this Laugh it up Laugh it up When I take your bitch And we fuckin' in your bed You be lookin' mad as fuck Bro why? I thought I told you this was gonna happen When you started laughed When I said that I was rappin' Everything I do is real Everything you do you actin' But you ain't winning Oscars Your ass is in a trash can Oh my god