You better off robbing a bank nigga
Yeah
Hey mayne
I left a bucket in the bottom with a brick and a bag
I hit the road and repped the click, I had a reason to brag
I learned to get a nigga winded with the wickedest jab
I missed work I had to flip I used to whip in the lab
I used to keep a little bitch just to break a nigga bad
They swear I'm getting rich just to make a nigga mad
Hating from a distance but they smile in your face
They stab you in your back cause they trying to replace ya
Pray the Lord forgive me and provide me with Grace
Killers getting killed violating the space
They hating me blatantly
They think you've forsaken me
The streets been making me
So ain't no mistaking me
God put it in blood, ain't nobody above him
He came up out the mud so nobody don't love him
But I'm handy with the tools how I'm swinging the hammer
Plotting on my jewels get you hit with the gamma
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
It ain't no maybes, ain't no ifs, it ain't no probablies
Ain't no pressure, ain't no beef, it ain't no robbing me
Twin Ninas making sure it ain't no harming me
I'll call em Chloe and Halle, they sing in harmony
Got a clip that's half your size, it do the job indeed
You see the Mafia ties, you see the Mob in me
Either blast or die these bitches loving me
She couldn't pass me by, she's seen the Thug in me
Won't see no trust in me
She thinks it's drugs in me
Claiming you down like you grew up with me
Never got a fifth and threw up with me
Never dug a ditch, did a bid or a job with me
And that's a little bit crazy
You thinking that I'm drunk and I'm a little bit hazy
If I'm slip'n on these niggas then em niggas will graze me
Thinking I won't leave you slumped for moving Fugazi
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
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You better off robbing a bank nigga
Yeah
Hey mayne
I left a bucket in the bottom with a brick and a bag
I hit the road and repped the click, I had a reason to brag
I learned to get a nigga winded with the wickedest jab
I missed work I had to flip I used to whip in the lab
I used to keep a little bitch just to break a nigga bad
They swear I'm getting rich just to make a nigga mad
Hating from a distance but they smile in your face
They stab you in your back cause they trying to replace ya
Pray the Lord forgive me and provide me with Grace
Killers getting killed violating the space
They hating me blatantly
They think you've forsaken me
The streets been making me
So ain't no mistaking me
God put it in blood, ain't nobody above him
He came up out the mud so nobody don't love him
But I'm handy with the tools how I'm swinging the hammer
Plotting on my jewels get you hit with the gamma
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
It ain't no maybes, ain't no ifs, it ain't no probablies
Ain't no pressure, ain't no beef, it ain't no robbing me
Twin Ninas making sure it ain't no harming me
I'll call em Chloe and Halle, they sing in harmony
Got a clip that's half your size, it do the job indeed
You see the Mafia ties, you see the Mob in me
Either blast or die these bitches loving me
She couldn't pass me by, she's seen the Thug in me
Won't see no trust in me
She thinks it's drugs in me
Claiming you down like you grew up with me
Never got a fifth and threw up with me
Never dug a ditch, did a bid or a job with me
And that's a little bit crazy
You thinking that I'm drunk and I'm a little bit hazy
If I'm slip'n on these niggas then em niggas will graze me
Thinking I won't leave you slumped for moving Fugazi
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Yeah
Hey mayne
I left a bucket in the bottom with a brick and a bag
I hit the road and repped the click, I had a reason to brag
I learned to get a nigga winded with the wickedest jab
I missed work I had to flip I used to whip in the lab
I used to keep a little bitch just to break a nigga bad
They swear I'm getting rich just to make a nigga mad
Hating from a distance but they smile in your face
They stab you in your back cause they trying to replace ya
Pray the Lord forgive me and provide me with Grace
Killers getting killed violating the space
They hating me blatantly
They think you've forsaken me
The streets been making me
So ain't no mistaking me
God put it in blood, ain't nobody above him
He came up out the mud so nobody don't love him
But I'm handy with the tools how I'm swinging the hammer
Plotting on my jewels get you hit with the gamma
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
It ain't no maybes, ain't no ifs, it ain't no probablies
Ain't no pressure, ain't no beef, it ain't no robbing me
Twin Ninas making sure it ain't no harming me
I'll call em Chloe and Halle, they sing in harmony
Got a clip that's half your size, it do the job indeed
You see the Mafia ties, you see the Mob in me
Either blast or die these bitches loving me
She couldn't pass me by, she's seen the Thug in me
Won't see no trust in me
She thinks it's drugs in me
Claiming you down like you grew up with me
Never got a fifth and threw up with me
Never dug a ditch, did a bid or a job with me
And that's a little bit crazy
You thinking that I'm drunk and I'm a little bit hazy
If I'm slip'n on these niggas then em niggas will graze me
Thinking I won't leave you slumped for moving Fugazi
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Please don't cross that line
I been on my grind
Damn near lost my mind
But I ain't losing my head, my bread or my diamonds
Writer: Roger Joseph
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Copyright: Lyrics © MISCHIEF AND MAYHEM MUSIC, O/B/O DistroKid