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Find My Way Video (MV)




Performed By: Von
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Trevon Jeffries




Von - Find My Way Lyrics




Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way
Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way

Brody tired he been on the hound all day
Hit his bitch off a perc I'm finna pound all day
I can smell that fake shit from a mile away
Give a bitch the 40 ball, she gone smile all day
If a nigga playing with me ima take it there
We got .762s we aint playing fair
Im selling bo's and my bitch sell Brazilian hair
Im tryna run this shit up til Im a millionaire
I cant sit up in that spot if aint no pros in there
You aint gone catch me at the club cause all the hoes in there
They tried to check us at the door but we got pole in there
Wait till I drop these VVs and turn polar bear
Bitch I been wearing Big B's, got the oldest pair
Now a nigga in his bag now
Up this big chop and watch a pussy nigga stand down
Shots fired thats a man down

Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way
Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way
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Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way
Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way

Brody tired he been on the hound all day
Hit his bitch off a perc I'm finna pound all day
I can smell that fake shit from a mile away
Give a bitch the 40 ball, she gone smile all day
If a nigga playing with me ima take it there
We got .762s we aint playing fair
Im selling bo's and my bitch sell Brazilian hair
Im tryna run this shit up til Im a millionaire
I cant sit up in that spot if aint no pros in there
You aint gone catch me at the club cause all the hoes in there
They tried to check us at the door but we got pole in there
Wait till I drop these VVs and turn polar bear
Bitch I been wearing Big B's, got the oldest pair
Now a nigga in his bag now
Up this big chop and watch a pussy nigga stand down
Shots fired thats a man down

Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way
Posted in that trap I'm tryna grind all day
Twenties, fifties, hundreds tryna count all day
Heard the opps was talking crazy told em slide my way
Fell off and bounced back I had to find my way
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Writer: Trevon Jeffries
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