Grind Spirit

 

Tender moments i cant help but let go of emotions

Elevating to the top floor i dont like commotion

Locomotives full of paccs and they aint even know it

Love for cheddar cheese

Niggas like me dont talk we just aim and squeeze

Camp said it she too friendly she only aim to please

Handkerchief full of tears cuz im too fly to get caught up tea

Pour it out and fill it half way up i got a dirty cup

Level up

Pimp talk you cant kicc it if you cant double up

Its been too long and them paccs aint moving

What we doing

I see you talking to adumb hoe i find that shit confusing

To each is own the goal is money movement

Cuz money sitting is like money missing

And im on a money mission

Got keep it flipping like egss in the kitchen

Small window to get in and get it and dont be timid

Best of wishes

You cant hang with a nigga like me if you wished it.

One two

Three four

You dont have to lie no more

Staring out the window with a lit one

Things aint the same as before

Five six

Seven eight businesses

Nine ten 02 03 i was born in this shit.

You cant tell me bout no bad bitch

Aciting like she never had shit

I cant let my flag drop

Until the last stop

Baby we the have nots.

Unfortunate

Return pf the mac thats mr morrison

I like my zeros multiplied

I donf like abitch that cant roll and ride

Stash and hide behind the scenes im real authentic

News was imformative but i know its all lies and none of you bitches vetted

Have you ever been introduced by the big homie

Then when your riding round bitches gon swear they know me

Hustles nature

I had a problem excepting favors

I had a problem expecting you to do better

So caught in the things that consume me

I cant out the ghetto

Money signs make me feel liel thats all to life

The most value on bill and on a cheap thrill

Got me thinking bout the long run bout what there on the other side of the hill.

One two

Three four

You dont have to lie no more

Staring out the window with a lit one

Things aint the same as before

Five six

Seven eight businesses

Nine ten 02 03 i was born in this shit.

You cant tell me about a bag you never intend to get

This shit made for me

Im willing to rake the trip

I cant let my flag drop

I just let my ass drop

On a whip dont get it twisted i let her drink me to the last drop.

 

Let me talk to em