Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Everytime
I look around
I see people
Trying to focus on
What the next man got going on
Instead of you worrying about
What they got going on
Why don't you just focus
On your grind
Ain't no one
Who can match my grind
Posted up sitting off on the frontline
Real deep talk this ain't a punch line
Shout out to the real ones
One time
For the thugs in the club
That's trying to unwind
That know how to grind
When it come crunch time
Jailhouse tat
So you know he done time
Trying to stay free
So we can see the sunshine
In a old box Chevy
With four glocks ready
Bass on blow four door drop heavy
Eyes so low on dro rocksteady
Seeing all red and it's not spaghetti
Your not ready to deal with this
Real with this skill
So don't step onto the field
When I'm killing this shit
They tried to shut us down
But we still in this bitch
They tried to shut us down
But we still in this bitch
When the adrenaline hits
And then I'm willing to spit
Because I'm feeling this shit
I'm a chameleon bitch
This is as real as it gets
So pop a pill and get lit
Like hot sizzling grits
I'm a muthaf*ckin dog
I like to nibble a bit
And I'll eat you pussies up
Like kibbles and bits
So quit fiddling
Cause I ain't with that Gilligan shit
You'll get split down the middle
If you wiggle a bit
It's just a feeling I get
I need some ridiline quick
I get to spilling this shit
Sign a deal and get rich
A billion dollars and a million hits
You can't feel me what's the dealy
Then you really must be silly as shit
And I'm running round shooting
Like I'm Billy the kid
And this ain't no kill bill
But imma kill me a bitch
Screaming at the top of my lungs
From helium hits
I got delirium
I need a doc
Fill me in quick
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
I think maybe
You just lost your mind
If you think you can
Take me off my grind
The clock is ticking
Running out of time
You need to read
Between the dotted lines
Don't let these haters
Try to steal your shine
Everything is going to be just fine
If you just
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Its Dave Duval in this bitch
Smufay
Duval records
904
DTWD
Two one and E
I see you but you can't see me
Stay low key
Dave Duval - Grind (feat. Smurfay) Lyrics
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Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Everytime
I look around
I see people
Trying to focus on
What the next man got going on
Instead of you worrying about
What they got going on
Why don't you just focus
On your grind
Ain't no one
Who can match my grind
Posted up sitting off on the frontline
Real deep talk this ain't a punch line
Shout out to the real ones
One time
For the thugs in the club
That's trying to unwind
That know how to grind
When it come crunch time
Jailhouse tat
So you know he done time
Trying to stay free
So we can see the sunshine
In a old box Chevy
With four glocks ready
Bass on blow four door drop heavy
Eyes so low on dro rocksteady
Seeing all red and it's not spaghetti
Your not ready to deal with this
Real with this skill
So don't step onto the field
When I'm killing this shit
They tried to shut us down
But we still in this bitch
They tried to shut us down
But we still in this bitch
When the adrenaline hits
And then I'm willing to spit
Because I'm feeling this shit
I'm a chameleon bitch
This is as real as it gets
So pop a pill and get lit
Like hot sizzling grits
I'm a muthaf*ckin dog
I like to nibble a bit
And I'll eat you pussies up
Like kibbles and bits
So quit fiddling
Cause I ain't with that Gilligan shit
You'll get split down the middle
If you wiggle a bit
It's just a feeling I get
I need some ridiline quick
I get to spilling this shit
Sign a deal and get rich
A billion dollars and a million hits
You can't feel me what's the dealy
Then you really must be silly as shit
And I'm running round shooting
Like I'm Billy the kid
And this ain't no kill bill
But imma kill me a bitch
Screaming at the top of my lungs
From helium hits
I got delirium
I need a doc
Fill me in quick
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
I think maybe
You just lost your mind
If you think you can
Take me off my grind
The clock is ticking
Running out of time
You need to read
Between the dotted lines
Don't let these haters
Try to steal your shine
Everything is going to be just fine
If you just
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Its Dave Duval in this bitch
Smufay
Duval records
904
DTWD
Two one and E
I see you but you can't see me
Stay low key
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Everytime
I look around
I see people
Trying to focus on
What the next man got going on
Instead of you worrying about
What they got going on
Why don't you just focus
On your grind
Ain't no one
Who can match my grind
Posted up sitting off on the frontline
Real deep talk this ain't a punch line
Shout out to the real ones
One time
For the thugs in the club
That's trying to unwind
That know how to grind
When it come crunch time
Jailhouse tat
So you know he done time
Trying to stay free
So we can see the sunshine
In a old box Chevy
With four glocks ready
Bass on blow four door drop heavy
Eyes so low on dro rocksteady
Seeing all red and it's not spaghetti
Your not ready to deal with this
Real with this skill
So don't step onto the field
When I'm killing this shit
They tried to shut us down
But we still in this bitch
They tried to shut us down
But we still in this bitch
When the adrenaline hits
And then I'm willing to spit
Because I'm feeling this shit
I'm a chameleon bitch
This is as real as it gets
So pop a pill and get lit
Like hot sizzling grits
I'm a muthaf*ckin dog
I like to nibble a bit
And I'll eat you pussies up
Like kibbles and bits
So quit fiddling
Cause I ain't with that Gilligan shit
You'll get split down the middle
If you wiggle a bit
It's just a feeling I get
I need some ridiline quick
I get to spilling this shit
Sign a deal and get rich
A billion dollars and a million hits
You can't feel me what's the dealy
Then you really must be silly as shit
And I'm running round shooting
Like I'm Billy the kid
And this ain't no kill bill
But imma kill me a bitch
Screaming at the top of my lungs
From helium hits
I got delirium
I need a doc
Fill me in quick
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
I think maybe
You just lost your mind
If you think you can
Take me off my grind
The clock is ticking
Running out of time
You need to read
Between the dotted lines
Don't let these haters
Try to steal your shine
Everything is going to be just fine
If you just
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Grind grind grind
Its Dave Duval in this bitch
Smufay
Duval records
904
DTWD
Two one and E
I see you but you can't see me
Stay low key
Writer: DAVID MARTIN
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