Grindge

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Grindge

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Gorilla

(Cooking soul) good morning good night
I can't stay if you don't f*ck right if you don't get money
I don't get you like a pedestrian (I can't hit you)
I stay prayed up I'm chained up
And that money only thing that entertain us
I used to smoke to take the pain away
Now it's 10 case we like gang a dang
Good Lord I think all these hoes I f*cked
Bullet wounds in these hoes I trust
N*gga's going to hate that's okay
Friends turn fake when you start eating cake
Yeah this sh*t n*gga's going turn n*gga's don't listen
But n*gga's gon learn n*gga's in the hood
Turn that shern they rather be selling that hitting that shern
I ain't trying to be the one that you look at like dominating
I ain't trying to be the one that have potential out the click
But I ended up being that bomb n*gga(talking grid)

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Smoked out up late can't sleep for f*ck sake my bitch bad my weed good
We balling out like we should I'm hustling babe I love you babe
But we ain't got trust and all we do is f*ck cause all I want to do is f*ck (f*ck you crazy)
F*ck your brains out call my name out hear your game you ain't got sh*t to complain about

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Talking about can't move too slow I draw stack more out of control
Stack more pop bro no dance one hit and I'm going back
Be doing our thing so f*ck ya'll don't trust ya'll might bust ya'll my downfall
That grayhound that bad bitch I stay on bay n*gga used to play on
I'm a gray n*gga get my paid on when the weight gone the hate gone
I leave this face gone I don't get it wrong
I'm too short you a dumb n*gga and I'm too smart

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