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Grinding (ft. Solid Ken) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm so cold, I'm shaking and I'm dying I'm waiting, we can leave this whole place behind
Ayy Tally, you going crazy
Hold me baby, feel me this time I'll leave you on your own
I don't wanna make a big of a deal Just wanna keep you in my dreams
Fuck my family, I've been grinding Swear that I'ma make it
Ain't nobody giving out a dime Saw I had to take care of a smile
But shit was on my mind, saw I couldn't fake it
Staying down cause bro was doing time I was being patient
I've been being humble, finna take all I could right the shit
Bet not hell, mom, but this on God, you get your shit
Flew that falter, coming on my hip Extended clip and hollow tip
All these niggas dying everyday for poppin' Now they look different, that's some bullet flying
It's another homicide, it's another momma crying Everyday new nigga dying
Now a nigga want revenge, get the drops and go spend
Can't get hell, then kill his friend Nigga trying to die, depend
Only ask the question, but the solid nigga ain't gon' talk
Niggas say he real, but under pressure, he gon' turn flop
Stand on all ten, if you a man, stay solid, you get caught
Never folding, if you in that room, don't speak on what you saw
Niggas turn red, you a snitch, but wanna catch a hat
Nigga, you a bitch, you get locked, they wanna tell on shit
This shit just a shame, make a statement, give it not name
Now he gotta go, take him off, you hear that nigga too
Fuck my family, I been grinding, swear that I'ma make it
Ain't nobody giving out a dime, saw I had the tape
Kept a smile, but shit was on my mind, saw I couldn't fake it
Staying down, the bro was doing time, I was being patient
I been being humble, finna take off like a rocket ship
Better not hear a moan, but this on God, you get your shit flew
Never folding, coming on my hip Extended clip and hollow tip
All these niggas dying everyday for poppin' Now they look
Fuck buying a hand in the future, make a nigga bite my fist
Told them haters, my time coming, I can't wait to ice my wrist
Niggas tryna die, just in this, can't go back nights like this
Making racks while on vacation, I can't live my life this
Told my momma, I'm gon' be some, I'm gon' get us ripped
Niggas out here preaching bout that real shit, whole town hear a beat
If I drop my dot, then I'm gon' beat her, you can't duck a sweet
I just gon' get rich or drop some beds, I wanna see my head
I'm gon' send a blip, Lizzy got no kid
While your hoe calling my phone, she tryna make a flip
And then your sister got me done while you be on my dick
Fresh as hell, I'm taking pics, I broke, scared, but we got it fixed
For my family, I've been grinding, swear that I'ma make it
Ain't nobody giving out a dime, sorry I had to take it
Kept a smile, but shit was on my mind, sorry I couldn't fake it
Staying down, cause bro was doing time, I was being patient
Haven't been humble, finna take all I could write this shit
Been out here a month, but this on God, you get your shit flew
Never folding, coming on my hip Extended clip and hollow tip
All these niggas dying every day for popping how they look