| I’ma grind, I’mma grind
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| I ain’t tryna go broke
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| I’ma spend that shit and flip that shit
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| And get it right back
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| Man I’m hungry as fuck, I’m thinking 'bout bucks
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| Man I’m like Lebron James coming down for the dunk
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| How you feel, keep it real, better get it off your chest
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| I just slipped on my nights, yeah I’m coming for the check
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| Nothing less than a vet, I ain’t tryna' go broke
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| Amber London got the wheel while I roll up dope
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| Cause a nigga gotta smoke
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| Pedal to the metal lets go
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| This is for my niggas living tax free
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| Spit the crack, 4 5th in the back seat
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| Streets get cold so a bitch gotta pack heat
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| Got the .44 aimed at your ass cheek, act sweet
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| All black like a nun
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| Bitch got the gun, got to run
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| Hot like the sun when I come
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| Bitch I’m so throwed of that lean
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| All gold on, gone off that green
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| But I’m 'bout green cause a bitch gotta get it
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| You niggas lames but my flows be a acidic
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| Holla if you wit, mane fuck that forget it
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| You can smell the kush before a bitch even lit it
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| Gotta get on and put on for my city
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| So I can get paid and put my momma in a Bentley
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| Niggas gon' hate, yeah these fuck niggas envy
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| Yeah I got a pussy, I ain’t got none in me
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| Niggas don’t trust when a bitch be acting friendly
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| That’s why, I’m all about my stacks
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| Posted in the back, I be smoking on that sack
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| Niggas know it’s hard to find, a bitch that’s on her grind
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| Tryna' get that money and my, I’m still gon' tote that nine
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| Bitch I’mma grind
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| Thinking 'bout a lick, I got that money on my mind
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| Bum rush yo' shit, cause I gotta get mine
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| Hitters incline
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| Running with gorilla through dungeons and whip vines
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| That’s coming to rip spines
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| Living by the code
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| If money is motive then let me get it and go
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| We paper chasing the road
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| Dough Dough lets go on the indo
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| My niggas ride it like ten fold
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| Game remain the same
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| But the faces change
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| Lincolns turn to Hamilton’s
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| I know them by name
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| Mind my frame, soul plane, get paid
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| Get laid, get blazed
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| Money is the motivation, so I motivate
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| Calculate currency from Miami to overseas
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| Bank respect me like Frank
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| Paper stick to me, like paint
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| Your bitch on my dick, you can’t tell me she ain’t
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| I’ma get a meal today, you can’t tell me I can’t
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| I just pray when I pull up in that Benz, you gon' faint
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| A trick’ll get hit with this K
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| Cause if it’s beef I swear I only know one way
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| Every dog has it’s day |