Текст песни Grindin' - Live - REALRAYDIO feat. Pepe3xs

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Havin visions of the moon in the crib
I'm losing opportune if I sit in the crib
I gotta get out and put the hustle on the scale
Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there

Havin visions of the moon in the crib
I'm losing opportune if I sit in the crib
I gotta get out put the hustle on the scale
Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
You crackas in my face you buzz fly like Rick flare
Goin thru the hard I made it out and neva failed
Graduated from you lames I see my circle thru the fam
Man this is wut it is I play the game off the rim
Put the time in the hustle so I could benefit
Gettin to it yes I been at this
It take a lil courage motivation win a win wishin to the stars
Stick to what you know Is all that it is
I seen it in the moon
God showed all to step
I gotta take the tune like the man in the moon
Feel the shine it's the truth
I'm bout my money stacking pigeons
Yea my nigga wut it do ahh

Havin visions of the moon in the crib
I'm Losing opportune if I sit in the crib
I gotta get out and put the hustle on the scale
Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there

Pedal to the metal I gets it
25 8 grind days off rarely
All about my dolla sign T Y I'm working
I'm grinding grinding
I'm hustling only minding my business watch out
I'm conscious
Cautious miss me with all that bullshit watch out
Paper route locked in get it just how I live bling blow
Can't talk about broke shit money all in my meeting bling blow
Middle finger up to haters and a competitions fuck em
Fuck hood rich
Trying to turn the hood to Hamptons ya
Buy the block back from them crackers ya
Only talking boss shit
All black raf on my checklist on my momma I need that
Trying to fly my moms out the country ya
Can't roll around with broke shit
Cause you know you are who hang with facts
All my black negus got a purpose yaa
Trying to make a difference and put my day ones in position
We working ain't no days off in this camp nah

Havin visions of the moon in the crib
I'm Losing opportune if I sit in the crib
I gotta get out and put the hustle on the scale
Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there