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Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

She eat me up like I'm tenders and fries

She's a five out of five

I don't know if she love me

But I don't really mind

Wearing designer

Like I'm at Met Gala

Tired of sharing the bag

Imma just get mine

If I got people slowing me down

How am I supposed to shine

If you know people like this

You better to not keep em around

And I know God by my side

Even if I'm not always right

And I know my gang by my side

For them I swear I'd die

I'm on my grind (woah)

I'm on my grind (woah)

I'm on my grind (woah)

I'm on my grind (woah)

Woah

(Trey.vonne got heat boy)

I been off my grind

It's been a long time

Baby don't you cry

Promise I'll make it out in time

I haven't kept my promises

Said mama I'll make you proud

Been through a lot of shit

Honestly I thought I would have died

I thought I would have died

Honestly I thought I would have died

I thought I would have died

I thought I knew everything

But for some things I'm still blind

I thought I knew about love

But you are one of a kind

I thought I knew about trust

Then my brother stabbed me in my back

I thought I knew these things

Now I don't know any of them

Now I don't know any of that

Don't know any of that

Now I don't know any of that