Back 2 Da Grind ft. Rexx Life Raj Lyrics

I'm looking out for me, cause ain't nobody out there looking out for me

Even my close friends deserted me, my bitch was curving me, doing me dirty

I move on and got that bag, I did that on my own

Aye

Stood on all ten toes, made that off two trapper phones

Aye

Did my time, back to the grind, started making rhymes

Still got hoes, yeah, I pimp that bitch like all the time

All right, and it's on sight

Pull up in that Bentley, frog eyes, bright lights

Diamonds shine, hitting hard, in the night

I'ma hit your line, promise when I find time

Find time, is that right?

First I get that money, turn around, I beat that back

Bend over, don't run, take that pipe

When I beat from the back, under that mat, I keep that pipe

When you grab that dick, hoe, suck that dick, quit talking on the mic

They gave my brother ten, now he can't see his kid

Fuck them current events on social media, we going through real shit

New Glock, 10mm, it came with a kill switch

Crazy how I'm getting rich by talking about this shit I live

I'm looking out for me, cause ain't nobody out there looking out for me

Even my close friends deserted me, my bitch was curving me, doing me dirty

I move on and got that bag, I did that on my own

Aye

Stood on all ten toes, made that off two trapper phones

Aye

Did my time, back to the grind, started making rhymes

Still got hoes, yeah, I pimp that bitch like all the time

Look, I gotta push my line, I get to it all the time, yeah, huh

I'm too up to let you dim, niggas stop my shine, yeah, huh

We taking it overseas

Push through borderlines, yeah, huh

It ain't no accident, bitch, this shit by design, huh

All of the stars in line, huh

I got a euro in my system, it's party time, huh

All of them obstacles we hit, but shit, we came out fine, huh

Bitch used to cat on me, but recently she changed her mind up

Who really my friend, sometimes this shit a mindfuck

I kept it positive when I should've got you niggas lined up, huh

I only talk to bosses, nigga, where the higher-ups

It's tatted on me

Bitch, you know I got the city fired up

I said a prayer for my dawgs, who be living wild

I go to hell and back for real to see my niggas smile

I'm outside going dumb, that's my inner child

She got a booty on her back, bitch, spin around

Bitch, spin around

I'm looking out for me, cause ain't nobody out there looking out for me

Even my close friends deserted me, my bitch was curving me, doing me dirty

I move on and got that bag, I did that on my own

Aye

Stood on all ten toes, made that off two trapper phones

Aye

Did my time, back to grind, started making rhymes

Still got hoes, yeah, I pimp that bitch like all the time