On My Grind
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On My Grind
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Got a little angel that I can't forget
Thumbing through my soul, your touch is heaven sent
Yeah, she hold me down
Yeah, she hold me down
Did it all with faith and watch the turn-around
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
(Yeah, I'm on my grind)
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
(Yeah, I'm on my grind)
I can take y'all muthafuckers to the water
Tell me you gon' drown or y'all niggas gone drink
Tell me why I think I need a shrink
Feeling like Cam in the Pink
Nigga need a Pam like I'm Tommy
Put me on the beat I catch a hommy
Pull up in ya Mitt like Romney
Know that shit wet like Dasani
Know I need a Gwen like Stefani
Know its No Doubt with Punani
She Bollywood dance like Punjabi
Slum Dog nigga eating Mahi, Uh
Mahi, Paint it like Dali
On my worst behavior nigga feeling like Dahi
Probably singing Lodi Dodi with a Saudi
I be counting oil money, I ain't have to join Illuminati
Nope!
Got a little angel that I can't forget
Thumbing through my soul, your touch is heaven sent
Yeah, she hold me down
Yeah, she hold me down
Did it all with faith and watch the turn-around
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
(Yeah, I'm on my grind)
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
(Yeah, I'm on my grind)
Uh, and ya know ya boy back like
Ain't this what you wanted
Tell me how he run it
I ain't even mean to son it
Put in work and I be blunted
Oh my God, know ya gotta love it
Know ya gotta love it
I'ma make my own lane
Kick shit like I punted now
Who done done it
Rap game summit
I be on my grind nigga I ain't talking pop shuvits
And I'm skatin' through jawns pulling rubbers out the cupboard
That became my day to day and I'm just keeping it 100, uh
Brain Bandit had a Bad habit
Squad multiply like some motherfucking rabbits
Rap game tragic, y'all can't have it
I don't do average and still dress lavish
Where the torch at?
You know you gotta pass it
Noah still crazy and Tunji so savage
It's more than smash hit
This for the masses had to go in boy
This my right of passage
I'm gone!
Got a little angel that I can't forget
Thumbing through my soul, your touch is heaven sent
Yeah, she hold me down
Yeah, she hold me down
Did it all with faith and watch the turn-around
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
(Yeah, I'm on my grind)
On my grind, young nigga on that grind
(Yeah, I'm on my grind)
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