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[Verse 1]:
Hand me a cigarette, I need a Newport
Getting new money, I’m rocking new clothes
They French that’s nouveau, hop out the two door
Shoes like a shoe store, introduce you to the new flow
Always smoked, never broke, shits dope
Put it in your nose, for them white hoes that love that white hoe
These hoes, they love these balls
They worship me, no cross, I just floss, that’s my job
That’s my job and the pay is good, when the day is done
At the end of the day, we ain’t lacking in funds
Bang your hoe like some drums, say you are what you eat but I never been cunt
I never been pussy never been rookie, been down since day 1, real from the jump
Real from the jump im still jumping huh
I still walk up in the store they think I’m gon steal something huh
But I’ll probably kill something, you kill nothing
I kill it so much, gon’ hire someone to build coffins
[Chorus]
I’m up on my grind
I’m up on my grind, yeah
I’m up on my grind
I’m up on my grind, yeah
I’m up on my grind
I’m up on my grind, yeah
I’m up on my grind
I’m up on my grind, yeah
[Verse 2]:
Hundred thousand for a verse, that’s guaranteed
You gon’ need a couple thousand for a pair of these
No American Apparel, this apparel for a pharaoh
I done told you man,… count Robert de Niro
In the circle, we cutting our grass to get rid of the snakes
All of the grass that we blaze amounting to pounds, we run through that shit in a couple of days
I’m on a whole different level, whole different plane
Playing a whole different game, they say the money and the fame enough to drive you insane
But not getting it is worse, so every chance I get, I work
Cause I hurt when my pockets hurt, so if they get murked, I’m murked
Like to blow three hundred on a shirt, four hundred on a bottle of purp
They pay respect like they’re at church, we’re like Rastafarians, we burn
Burn, burn this motherfucker to the ground
Hottest motherfucker in my town
You never grind, explain why your money down
Swimming in the money I’m afraid I might drown
[Chorus]
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