Lyrics HiM - Forever Aidie

Grinding for a minute
Man, I've been grindin' for a minute, yeah, yeah
I've been tryna get the bag
Now, I'm working on my vision
And I'm working on my dreams, yeah, yeah
I'm tryna... Count it up
Working O.T till my team is up
Curving all these women on IG and in my DM
Cause I'm working every day from the morning to the PM, yeah
Huh, these niggas gon' hate, right? (Why?)
I'm working on my appetite
Body beats from the morning until the sun is out
I'm independent, my nigga, I never chickened out (Go, go, go)
Middle finger to my Pops
You never played your part, and I don't give a f*ck
Everything is harder to handle when I'm in Cape Town
But I've been in my bag, it's getting better now
A message to my momma
You raised a boy into a man alone without a father
I thank the Lord that I was grateful that I found another
Cause now I show them hell and now I show them hell
Cause I could walk up to the stars and I could sit within
I keep my own position, never go below a 10
I want the guala and a crib so my momma can flex
Being broke brought depression and the lessons I've learned, alright
Chrome Heart young nigga toughed up
Fake love, all these people washed up
Hit me up, I'm chilling in the six
Somebody tell that boy I'm crazy and I'm not sick, ahh, yeah