N*ggas is gettin it man y'all already know the deal sh*t ain't never change since day 1
I'm tryna get it in every way possible
You prostitute
You the type to succumb to your obstacles
So much weed, like a rasta dude
You f*ckin up ya reup
This is not for you
And being broke is solvable
Like 2 plus 2, this sh*t is logical
I'm unstoppable
Robbing me man that's highly improbable
I will have you looking horrible
They gon read about ya ass
In an article
You be talking in raps how u move bricks
But the whole world know you don't move sh*t
You can't even bust a move in my town unless my team say so
And you ain't riding with the crew b*tch
It's my season n*gga
Ya b*tch swallowing my semen n*gga
Look in my eyes, you'll see a demon n*gga
But G.O.D is what I believe in n*gga
Wake up, stop dreaming n*gga
Late nights, we don't sleep we be scheming n*gga
I made a plan, and put my team in n*gga
You be cruising to the money, I be speeding n*gga
God gang and that penthouse
Foreign thang, back the Benz out
.40 ring, knock his legs out
When he leave up out his bm house
Artillery in my infantry
Kick the door just to get the p
O of blow, like kerosene
Fire O of that Maryene
Uh, amphetamine
Snow bunny on ketamine
Demons knocking, can't let em in
Late night, like letterman
Mace and .40s, that engine mean
Dutch and styro, wrist hella clean
Leaner boy, no methazine
Steamer boy when that heckler scream
2g or that louie
Who he in that truey
2 p on that dooby
Booey got that ooowee
Ooowee rollercoaster
Poppin molly in the rover
Latina thots bumpin soca
But then white girls doing coca
It's bout money bags like monopoly
I'm too sick, pay the doctors fee
I rolled the dice, and got mad paid
Off dirty money, that's bandaids
Cut to the chase, let pay paper spray
Need to make the band, like Day 26
If life's a b*tch, I'm okay with it
Cuz my money bags all my latest chicks
If life's what you make of it
How much can I make off it
Till I make off wit millis
And that lady cutie
Got white girl like Cindy
From that Scary Movie
Meanwhile I'm skating, audacious to flip
She say I'm a dog, cuz I grind like a b*tch
Tryna be famous as sh*t
Already nice, need the ice for the wrist so
I spit like I'm at the dentist tryna rinse
Million dollar smile, gold plated and sh*t
See finer scrilla, these n*ggas get mad at me
Need diamond drillers, like y'all dudes got cavities
They take a shot, make a gallery
Treat it like Friday at the office, catch casualties
Up in that penthouse, cuz streets make me have to squeeze
Must be like money bags, broke n*ggas after me haha
Kage of G.O.D - Grindin' (feat. Sharc & Diamon D. Dinero) Lyrics
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N*ggas is gettin it man y'all already know the deal sh*t ain't never change since day 1
I'm tryna get it in every way possible
You prostitute
You the type to succumb to your obstacles
So much weed, like a rasta dude
You f*ckin up ya reup
This is not for you
And being broke is solvable
Like 2 plus 2, this sh*t is logical
I'm unstoppable
Robbing me man that's highly improbable
I will have you looking horrible
They gon read about ya ass
In an article
You be talking in raps how u move bricks
But the whole world know you don't move sh*t
You can't even bust a move in my town unless my team say so
And you ain't riding with the crew b*tch
It's my season n*gga
Ya b*tch swallowing my semen n*gga
Look in my eyes, you'll see a demon n*gga
But G.O.D is what I believe in n*gga
Wake up, stop dreaming n*gga
Late nights, we don't sleep we be scheming n*gga
I made a plan, and put my team in n*gga
You be cruising to the money, I be speeding n*gga
God gang and that penthouse
Foreign thang, back the Benz out
.40 ring, knock his legs out
When he leave up out his bm house
Artillery in my infantry
Kick the door just to get the p
O of blow, like kerosene
Fire O of that Maryene
Uh, amphetamine
Snow bunny on ketamine
Demons knocking, can't let em in
Late night, like letterman
Mace and .40s, that engine mean
Dutch and styro, wrist hella clean
Leaner boy, no methazine
Steamer boy when that heckler scream
2g or that louie
Who he in that truey
2 p on that dooby
Booey got that ooowee
Ooowee rollercoaster
Poppin molly in the rover
Latina thots bumpin soca
But then white girls doing coca
It's bout money bags like monopoly
I'm too sick, pay the doctors fee
I rolled the dice, and got mad paid
Off dirty money, that's bandaids
Cut to the chase, let pay paper spray
Need to make the band, like Day 26
If life's a b*tch, I'm okay with it
Cuz my money bags all my latest chicks
If life's what you make of it
How much can I make off it
Till I make off wit millis
And that lady cutie
Got white girl like Cindy
From that Scary Movie
Meanwhile I'm skating, audacious to flip
She say I'm a dog, cuz I grind like a b*tch
Tryna be famous as sh*t
Already nice, need the ice for the wrist so
I spit like I'm at the dentist tryna rinse
Million dollar smile, gold plated and sh*t
See finer scrilla, these n*ggas get mad at me
Need diamond drillers, like y'all dudes got cavities
They take a shot, make a gallery
Treat it like Friday at the office, catch casualties
Up in that penthouse, cuz streets make me have to squeeze
Must be like money bags, broke n*ggas after me haha
I'm tryna get it in every way possible
You prostitute
You the type to succumb to your obstacles
So much weed, like a rasta dude
You f*ckin up ya reup
This is not for you
And being broke is solvable
Like 2 plus 2, this sh*t is logical
I'm unstoppable
Robbing me man that's highly improbable
I will have you looking horrible
They gon read about ya ass
In an article
You be talking in raps how u move bricks
But the whole world know you don't move sh*t
You can't even bust a move in my town unless my team say so
And you ain't riding with the crew b*tch
It's my season n*gga
Ya b*tch swallowing my semen n*gga
Look in my eyes, you'll see a demon n*gga
But G.O.D is what I believe in n*gga
Wake up, stop dreaming n*gga
Late nights, we don't sleep we be scheming n*gga
I made a plan, and put my team in n*gga
You be cruising to the money, I be speeding n*gga
God gang and that penthouse
Foreign thang, back the Benz out
.40 ring, knock his legs out
When he leave up out his bm house
Artillery in my infantry
Kick the door just to get the p
O of blow, like kerosene
Fire O of that Maryene
Uh, amphetamine
Snow bunny on ketamine
Demons knocking, can't let em in
Late night, like letterman
Mace and .40s, that engine mean
Dutch and styro, wrist hella clean
Leaner boy, no methazine
Steamer boy when that heckler scream
2g or that louie
Who he in that truey
2 p on that dooby
Booey got that ooowee
Ooowee rollercoaster
Poppin molly in the rover
Latina thots bumpin soca
But then white girls doing coca
It's bout money bags like monopoly
I'm too sick, pay the doctors fee
I rolled the dice, and got mad paid
Off dirty money, that's bandaids
Cut to the chase, let pay paper spray
Need to make the band, like Day 26
If life's a b*tch, I'm okay with it
Cuz my money bags all my latest chicks
If life's what you make of it
How much can I make off it
Till I make off wit millis
And that lady cutie
Got white girl like Cindy
From that Scary Movie
Meanwhile I'm skating, audacious to flip
She say I'm a dog, cuz I grind like a b*tch
Tryna be famous as sh*t
Already nice, need the ice for the wrist so
I spit like I'm at the dentist tryna rinse
Million dollar smile, gold plated and sh*t
See finer scrilla, these n*ggas get mad at me
Need diamond drillers, like y'all dudes got cavities
They take a shot, make a gallery
Treat it like Friday at the office, catch casualties
Up in that penthouse, cuz streets make me have to squeeze
Must be like money bags, broke n*ggas after me haha
Writer: KADEEM JAMAL MCLEAN
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave