Grindin'

Album: Single release only (2014)
  • Grind, grind
    Grindin', grindin'
    Grindin', grindin'
    Grind, grindin'

    I'm grindin', I'm grindin', I'm grindin' I promise
    I fuck her until I get tired, retire and then come out retirement
    My girl like it rough she said "find me a diamond" about to be grindin'
    Lord we be on every kind of narcotic
    That make us believe, when we lyin', we honest, I love you
    Pick, Michael Jackson or Jordan or Tyson or Myers
    Too much dirty money when the colors are washing the whites in the dryer my nigga
    It ain't rocket science just rockets I sleep in pussy not pajamas, uh
    I got this shit down to a science, I turn in my project, A minus
    Whew, I ain't crazy, I'm krazy and all of my niggas chaotic
    Dressed in all black like they gothic
    Music too loud to hear sirens, we pop, pop, pop up where you stay
    Knock, knock, knock, anyone home? Pop, pop, pop, pop then we outtie
    I need a bitch like Naomi to take off her clothes like Leilani for niggas that's grindin'

    Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit
    Grindin' for all my shit
    Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I put time into all this shit
    Man I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit

    The feds be spying on all of us nigga
    These hoes be lying to all of us nigga
    I got news for the monogamous niggas
    Yo' bitch fucking anonymous niggas
    I done seen it all my nigga
    'Cause these hoes seeing all of my niggas
    'Cause what's the hottest shit on these corners?
    That's me and all my niggas
    Grind for all this shit, I ain't ever fall for that bitch
    'Cause picking up the feather from a lovebird
    Is like a medicine ball to that bitch
    We'll bring Gucci bag in this bitch
    And you know what's stashed in that bitch
    These niggas walk around with they chests out like Janet Jackson and shit
    I'm sweatin' grindin' this bitch, I need a shrine in this bitch
    Fuck 007, I work 24/7
    Ain't got time to bond with no bitch
    Heard Jay-Z got a new Cognac, where to find that shit?
    The weed sticky, grind that shit
    Where I got it from? Never mind that shit

    Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit
    Grindin' for all my shit
    Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I put time into all this shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit

    I got a new vision for all my shit
    I don't know what to call that shit
    I know, I'm selling all of my cars
    I'm selling all of my watches
    I'm selling diamonds and all of that shit
    Realized I don't need that shit
    I'm a different breed with this shit
    I'm tryna turn M's to B's in this bitch
    And I ain't ever pay to be with no bitch
    I, I, I want that Brigitte Bardot hanging over my bed
    Fifty mill in one room, you, you could ask anyone out here
    Who running the game? And they'll tell you the truth
    Man, they'll tell you
    Oh look, they fuck with me now
    I think they're hearin' me now
    Someone said "Nigga they takin' you seriously now"
    I'm like "I think they just might be scared of me now"
    But it's all good, niggas wrong every day, niggas wrong every day
    Goin', goin' to LA where I'm tryna get high and do a song every day
    Safe, we ain't ever have to play it safe
    I would rather stack it up and put it in a safe
    Then peek inside the safe and see I'm runnin' out of space mothafucka that's grindin'

    Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit
    Grindin' for all my shit
    Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I put time into all this shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit
    I'm grindin' for all my shit

    (Grind, grind) Perfect timing
    (Grindin', grindin')
    (Grind, grind)
    I would rather stack it up and put it in the safe
    Than peek inside the safe and say I'm running out of space
    Believe that

    School, find another oo-wop
    Tell them niggas cool out
    'Cause it can be a mohafucking shoot-out
    Kidnap a nigga, beat the truth out
    Moms pick the suit out
    Top floor, window he get threw out
    Deuce out, pussy bitches, deuce out
    Flying out the crew out, they flew out
    Invite 'em to my new house, my new house
    I'm fucking every night up in my new house
    'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, grindin'
    I'm fucking every night up in my new house
    'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I'm grindin'
    I'm fucking every night up in my new house
    'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I'm grindin'

    Swag, swag!
    Swag, swag!
    In the new house, we got the swag Writer/s: MATTHEW SAMUELS, NOEL FISHER, ANDERSON HERNANDEZ, AUBREY GRAHAM, ALLEN RITTER, DWAYNE CARTER
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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