This is a song about "Ground"

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Perhaps i ran them accents into the ground

Go on girl , hit the ground

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

A criminal grind mean hustle

But the ground starts to crumble

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

No reason to be around

Theres blood all over the ground

Now that's six cops found on that ground

I drive that all around

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

I just might throw a big amount

Burn this place to the ground