Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Grinder , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album Make Em Believe, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 01.12.2014
Record label: Top 40
Song language: English
Grinder |
| Let the light hit on the ice |
| The chain keeps swinging |
| Love women with ass but they names keep changing |
| Move a lot of weight |
| My section ain’t safe |
| Definitely protective of any physical preference |
| Might forget to pray but get much respect up in heaven |
| Graw got a loud sound (Ugh) |
| Make them bow down |
| Blinded by the silver lining |
| In the brown cloud |
| You ain’t wylin |
| Okay you don’t bounce |
| You get blown blown |
| Tryna' frown like you won’t get found |
| Somewhere down town |
| By a killer in the inner city |
| And where you ride around |
| For a long time I been getting paper |
| I could never mind stepping on you haters |
| See I don’t know what you think but they feel I’m retawdid |
| Know it’s a name for it but I don’t know what to call it |
| For a long time I been getting paper |
| I got my money right, bitch get out the way |
| Because I’m a grinder (oh oh oh oh oh) |
| I get money for real (oh oh oh oh oh) |
| Being the subject of the repercussion |
| Where they blast rounds |
| You ain’t busting it ain’t no discussion |
| You can stand down |
| First I tell my home boy |
| Point me and his bitch out |
| Then I let my pants sag |
| Then I pull my dick out |
| Turn my phone off |
| Don’t want no phone calls |
| Too many women |
| They get sick me with them phone calls |
| It go ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring |
| But my mind is on hustling |
| When I was dead broke |
| Weren’t nobody trying to fuck with me |
| Now I Dead Game |
| People try to get in touch with me |
| Now my dreads hang |
| I ain’t ringing in the city streets |
| You mad because your kids and your baby momma feeling me |
| For a long time I been getting paper |
| I could never stepping on you haters |
| My home boy tripping because he’s an alcoholic |
| Know it’s a name for it but I don’t know what to call it |
| Because I’m a grinder (oh oh oh oh oh) |
| I get money for real (oh oh oh oh oh) |
| For a long time I been getting paper |
| I could never stepping on you haters |