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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Grind For Mine

 

Grind For Mine


(Had to grind for this shit, nigga
Most of these niggas be handouts like
All that shit, nigga
I built everything I got from the ground up myself
Won't let no nigga tell me shit
(Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker)
Fuck)

Yeah, yeah, ooh, I had to grind for mine
I had to grind for mine, I had to grind for mine
I came out the gutter, I got out the dirt, trapping on Candler, I'm juuging that work
Pull up, I make a pussy nigga feelings hurt, ice cream man, I got the sherbert
Give me the pack, I'ma juug it and flip it, I found me a plug and I lowered the ticket
I had OG when you was selling midget, I'm a real hustler, all I know is to get it
Want a handout, nigga, we don't go for that pity, Percocet 10, better hurry up and get it
In the Section 8, nigga, how the fuck you get evicted? I'm the plug, no cord, I keep an extended

In the 'partments, drop off the work, the cake, when you jump off the porch, we went right to the hallway
Re-up on the gas, it's time to call Longway, and your bitch over here, we can shoot out in broad day
Ball like never going broke, NBA, nigga, you a worker, better do what your boss say
Kickdoors and shootouts and trap on my resume, jitt that be going, I'm moving, he hesitate
Ha, nigga, I'm a real heavyweight, never had a job, I had hard work everyday
I know I'm deadass wrong, so I gotta pray, nigga, you broke as a bitch, so you gotta hate
Real drug rich, I serve Rx, medicate, you done run up to the car like valet
And we repping that hood, all we know is that foul play, die drinking molly water like it was Powerade
In the hood, ain't no first day, all we know is tryna get us some bandaids
I got the beam for the low, they handle it, niggas so broke, they gon' go on a rampage
Don't give a fuck, so you robbed at the Church on Sunday, you better make sure you ready for gunplay
Geeked up, fuck it, I gotta die one day, got me some dope, I just want me some money

Yeah, yeah, ooh, I had to grind for mine
I had to grind for mine, I had to grind for mine
I came out the gutter, I got out the dirt, trapping on Candler, I'm juuging that work
Pull up, I make a pussy nigga feelings hurt, ice cream man, I got the sherbert
Give me the pack, I'ma juug it and flip it, I found me a plug and I lowered the ticket
I had OG when you was selling midget, I'm a real hustler, all I know is to get it
Want a handout, nigga, we don't go for that pity, Percocet 10, better hurry up and get it
In the Section 8, nigga, how the fuck you get evicted? I'm the plug, no cord, I keep an extended

(Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker)

done

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