Matter Of Time Lyrics

Keep grinding

And hold your head high

Keep grinding

And hold your head high

Thats what I tell to most of my guys

I seen how hard you slaving

I know we all gone make it

Its okay its just a matter of time

Just a matter of time

If you keep on working I swear you'll be fine

When i'm twenty one twenty three on my side

Tried reaching he died forty blow out his mind

What I want for my bros to be better than I

Don't go on that mission

Stay your ass inside

Swear i'll run up them racks so you don't got to slide

And I know it's my time tried checking went blind

(Boom Bow)

Thats shots to his ride

For acting like bruce he got left in the night

(Vroom Skkrt)

Thats the sound of the ride

When I step out the lot out the way out of sight

I don't need a tester my diamonds shine bright

I don't check if my money move tight

If I stay on my grind know it's all gone be fine

I'll keep putting in work till the day that I die

Sometimes think how my exes they moved on

I bet that they think they too good for me

I know they see I got tattoo's on

Back in school I ain't have not a ruler on me

Now i'm dripped like flood it's a pool on me

Watch them act like a fool see these jewels on me

I been growing up got legal tools on me

Yes i'm strapped up mask on ready to slide

Pole in my hand knees steering the ride

Like who ready to die

That pussy got shot couple times I heard nigga popped in the eye

I go by young grimey I put a couple racks on his head I ain't even got to step outside

Im living this life

Loving this life

I turned twenty one life shinning so bright

Keep grinding

And hold your head high

Thats what I tell to most of my guys

I seen how hard you slaving

I know we all gone make it

Its okay its just a matter of time

Keep grinding

And hold your head high

Thats what I tell to most of my guys

I seen how hard you slaving

I know we all gone make it

Its okay its just a matter of time

Im growing up

I can't be bout' that dumb shit

I walk in the club don't pat me nigga I brought my gun in

A nigga act tough i'll shoot this function

A nigga act rough i'll have him running

Not running and gunning

This nigga is stomping

He tripped over fell

Heard grimey start coming

Keep grinding

And hold your head high

Thats what I tell to most of my guys

I seen how hard you slaving

I know we all gone make it

Its okay its just a matter of time

Keep grinding

And hold your head high

Thats what I tell to most of my guys

I seen how hard you slaving

I know we all gone make it

Its okay its just a matter of time