Grindin Lyrics

My truth painted in the sky, let me get my grind on

I know be living in the cloud, T get the bloody mic on

Me be flying through the cloud, you know they got the

Big wings, big wings

Here is my facts, my truth, my grind

Straight from the hood I made it, made it,

Na8, Dboy we break it nice

I know the game is stupid, but I know my lane

Call on Dboy to make the mix, Mac to the milli just hit twice

I know his paper, he knows my paper, I'm on my air mood, I pick it twice

Fixing to drop that good good, hit you with that new new

We don't work on no boo boo, I mean we do no bullshit

Fucker got no clue clue, you better check my last shit

Then you get some clue clue

Damn you still don't know shit, damn you still don't know

I switch the bloody flow like I'm Mayweather

Some may say I cut Niggas, fact is fact I bleed Niggas

like I'm blade Nigga, you see my blade Nigga, yeah

Me up here doing them things, ra

Lock my city down like I'm cash in advance

We call Cashville when we rap in advance

Rep Tennakey on the six one five

My truth painted in the sky, let me get my grind on

I know be living in the cloud, T get the bloody mic on

Me be flying through the cloud, you know they got the

Big wings, big wings

Here is my facts, my truth, my grind

On the grind every day never letting up, never

Got to break it down got to buss it up, buss it

Everything I cut I'm a triple up, what

Just poured another round in my double cup, yup

Riding on slabs in the big truck, skirt

Fuck around with me I'm a get buck

I'm doing big things we gone get it bro, Uh huh

Because I rep Cashville, I'm a hustler

Just dip from the club sipping on some crown

Pop another bottle, shoot another round

Hop back in the whip, let's cruise the town

I don't give a fuck we about to throw down

Top drop in that drop top

Now we cruising straight to the moon, moon

Pulled up, she so fucked up

The bitch drug me back to my room

She threw it back, smacked that ass

Shorty fine, I'm about to smash

Hands and knees all in her mouth

Ahh shit, she in trouble now

Grinding on me, I'm about to pound it

You know DBoy get a little rowdy

I don't give a fuck, I grind every day

Because a mother fucking hustler is about it about it

My truth painted in the sky, let me get my grind on

I know be living in the cloud, T get the bloody mic on

Me be flying through the cloud, you know they got the

Big wings, big wings

Here is my facts, my truth, my grind

Call for the pressure that Na8 just applied

Call to collect y'all know is six one five

I made my connect still is six one five

I break you fucking neck still is six one five

Ride through the city, I switch the double lanes

When ride for my Niggas, I do the hole dash

I almost feel like I'm fucking Dame Dash

When I make a hundred million, I feel like Hover with the dread, Hover

Now the Girls want me, they fucking want suck me

My dick is like an average, haha, they told me I'm the Andre

Three thousand for my fuck bed, feel like a giant, yes

My dick is so big now, my diek is so big now

My truth painted in the sky, let me get my grind on

I know be living in the cloud, T get the bloody mic on

Me be flying through the cloud, you know they got the

Big wings, big wings

Here is my facts, my truth, my grind