Grind for Every Stack Lyrics

Yeah, aye, yeah

Yeah, aye, yeah

Yeah, yeah, aye (yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm the man

Stepping with a plan

Running up a band

Money Imma Stan

Molly or the Xan

Brain is in the pan

I was making plays

You was in the stands

I'm only flexin' cuz I know they can't stand me

They see me ballin' now they act like they was family, yeah

It's nothing but me and my bros

Staying down with all ten of our toes

I be runnin' this shit like I'm Bo

Talking tough, we pull up to your door

Turn this shit to a scene at the show

Know my niggas don't play bout they dough

When my young niggas geeked off a bean

Well you know anything can go

Running up the racks, Usain

I had to grind for every stack, through the pain

Why I'm pouring up and throwing back this green rain

I just took these X pills, now I'm swerving in your lane

Posted just outside the lobby blowing biscotti with me gang

I'm trying to push that Maserati, I'm off addy everyday

A nigga need some new ice, I might just hit up Johnny Dang

My diamonds caught the flu twice, they sound a lil raspy when they sing

Lil' nigga bought your boo ice, she was at my cribbo gettin' slain

Looking at life in a new light I couldn't keep doing this shit the same, yeah

TG play for keeps

Playing finders keepers with these flows you ain't unique

Ballin' in the big league, but you know I'm still smoking like Tyreke

Know a nigga geeked

Yo bitch she a lil' freak

Topped me in my seat

Said she want my seed, that's yo wifey, dawg

Niggas mad, down bad cuz she like me, dawg

I kicked her out, she came back over

Hit her on the sofa

Call that bitch a Uber

Cold as Minnesota

Molly in my soda

Stepping with a plan

Running up a band

Money Imma Stan

Molly or the Xan

Brain is in the pan

I was making plays

You was in the stands

I'm only flexin' cuz I know they can't stand me

They see me ballin' now they act like they was family, yeah

It's nothing but me and my bros

Staying down with all ten of our toes

I be runnin' this shit like I'm Bo

Talking tough, we pull up to your door

Turn this shit to a scene at the show

Know my niggas don't play bout they dough

When my young niggas geeked off a bean

Well you know anything can go

Running up the racks, Usain

I had to grind for every stack, through the pain

Yeah, uh

Yeah, yeah

Woah, woah

Aye, yeah

Woah, woah

Aye, yeah

Yeah, yeah