Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Enough, artist - Young Jeezy.
Date of issue: 01.09.2014
Song language: English
Enough |
If you grind hard enough |
If you grind long enough |
If you grind hard enough |
Oh Lord, I woke up this morning and started praying |
And only niggas feeling my pain, know what I’m saying |
Dear Lord, street life ain’t no game, know what I’m saying |
It’s for my money really, fuck the fame and I ain’t playing |
See I passed the rock a couple of times, let me assist |
Nigga me and ya’ll together how the fuck we gone miss |
Nigga all we worry about is how the fuck they gone flip |
Come thru in dem drop things, I swear to god they gone trip |
Beat the haters, Beat the feds, now that’s gotta be a sign |
Smoke da blunt and left the body, Right and loose my mind |
Hit the booth and spazzed out, almost lost my mothafuckin' mind |
Might fuck these hoes, get on my mothafuckin' grind |
Sleep is the cousin of death and I’m alive |
Thug Motivation plus inspiration equals survive |
They tryna rob you for ya success with no disguise |
I know that shit was hard on you Young and where ya ride |
(If you grind hard enough) |
You could stack a few mil' nigga make it out the streets like me |
(If you grind strong enough) |
You could be a trap star nigga be on TV and keep it G |
(If you grind long enough) |
You could take care of your nephews and your nieces and your moms and your girl |
(If you grind hard enough) |
You could stand on top, tell these hatin ass niggas It’s Tha World |
I’m on deck, on point, I’m straight, I’m cool |
Dropped the whole 500, drop dat old school |
Live by the G Code nigga, I don’t break no rules |
Hey, when I was in the streets I ain’t see those dudes |
All I know, come through use the kitchen do the dishes |
Block hot say ya prayers say ya mothafuckin' wishes |
Jizzle what you do? |
you sick of hopping outta a Coupe? |
Cop a four door nigga hop up out it in a suit |
Giorgio Armani, still represent the struggle |
I’m in this Giorgio Armani, still represent the hustle |
See the man made the clothes, clothes never made the man |
And if a nigga tell you different, he ain’t seen a hundred grand |
All I heard is what I couldn’t do, All I heard is what I couldn’t be |
Yet I’m still determined on these niggas, just look at me |
Sometimes I lay up in my bed, think 'till my head hurt |
Fuck rest I rather stress, yeah we call that bad work |
Okay now fuck that bullshit, get off ya mothafuckin' ass |
You working with us |
Yup, you grind a mothafuckin' a half |
And when you grind a half |
You pay ya mothafuckin' staff |
And then u take the hood |
You do the mothafuckin' math |
Now fuck that bullshit, get off ya mothafuckin' ass |
Get off ya fucking ass |
Nigga stack ya fuckin cash |
And when you grab ya |
You pay ya mothafuckin' staff |
And then u paid the world |
You do the mothafuckin' math |