Grind Lyrics

I wake up in the morning, fresh

Chase the bag, you know how it is

Get on that grind

Get on that what

The day that I'm rich

I won't be a prick

Me and the team, we just don't miss

Me and the fiends, we just don't mix

Me and the girls, its always trouble

Trynna be proper, trynna be humble

I know what I need

Need me the loot

Need me the cash

Need me the food

Yeah where we at

In the stu

Know where I'm at

Cause it's lit

Gimme the racks

Then I dip

Go to Japan

With your bitch

It's fuck a plan

Many men gotta hop off my dick

Cause they hate that I act too legit

Cause they see me not giving a shit

In the mindset I'm in better live how you is

Got two bitches I call that a bundle

Many women they told me I'm humble

That's ironic

What is humble

Couple bad bitches that I done fumbled

Couple lessons I learned from the hustle

Trust me, life will test you

Sometimes it's best to wait

I saw in her eyes, she wanna get laid

I grab on her thighs, I look at her face

She told me the answer for all of my pain

Simple, just make it to fame

If I don't get the bag it'll all be in vain

Get me the racks to wipe my tears away

I wake up in the morning, fresh

Chase the bag, you know how it is

Get on that grind

Get on that what

The day that I'm rich

I won't be a prick

Me and the team, we just don't miss

Me and the fiends, we just don't mix

Me and the girls, its always trouble

Trynna be proper, trynna be humble

I wake up in the morning fresh

Get on that grind

Get on that what

Get on that grind

Yeah

Many lessons I epitomise

For a grand

Fold it a hundred times

I'm the man

I feel it I'm on the rise

And again

I feel it I'm on the rise

Okay

Don't need a presi

Don't need watch

If it get messy

I'm gonna block

Better not test me

Better not vex me

Better not what

Yeah, better not let me

Kill the rap game and get to the top

Bitch grab my records I'm getting off the block

Yeah, please correct me

But I'm at the peak of my powers so let me explain to the world upon me

It's over for me

I blasted, dead, now it's prison for me

I killed this beat it was reckless of me

(Bitch)

But man fuck a plea

I did that shit

Motherufucker test me

Yeah

Fuckin test me

(These niggas don't even know wtf going on man)

I wake up in the morning, fresh

Chase the bag, you know how it is

Get on that grind

Get on that what

The day that I'm rich

I won't be a prick

Me and the team, we just don't miss

Me and the fiends, we just don't mix

Me and the girls, its always trouble

Trynna be proper, trynna be humble