Had 2 Grind Songtext
von King Moe
Had 2 Grind Songtext
They can not do a damn thing
About the little nigga
I been going dummy
Got the baddest bitches
On the champagne
While I campaign
All across the country
I remember being lost and hungry
Now women fucking
For the thought of money
Got them on demand
Like open close
Young fly nigga I was broke befo′
Kept a bad thing like Megan Good
Everytime I told em go they get
Came from cocaine
In my neighborhood
Im still burning rubber
Cause I know the scent
Father couldn't feel his face
Staring in the mirror
Look where all the hope done went
Lord knows Im really Poppi seed
Shit my role model was a cocoa plant
I was focused
On a lot of tokens
You a lie talking bout I ain′t hot
Had a loaded chopper
And a load of dollars
99 problems something i ain't got
Made the fiends overdose off cyanide
Behind profit lord
Them boys will head shot em
Streets full of bloody water
That shit really had a nigga
Rocking red bottoms
If you really want to make a movement
Nigga I can demonstrate on how to do this
Minimize your circle
Slowdown on the purple
Then maneuver with the shakers
And the movers
Used to suit up
With the takers and the shooters
Oouu the ruger
Send you straight to Hallelujah
Didn't have no food
We straight with ramen noodles
Smoke an eighth a day
Thats straight to my medulla
How bad do you want it
I done came up
Cause I stayed down
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
They said that id be a goner
I done came down
Cause i poured up
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
Against the odds what I went
They telling lies on the kid
I could′ve died for this shit
Yea yea
I had no options ya dig
I swear to god I went in
I had to grind for this shit
Had to grind for it
Did that time for it
Yea Im talking shackles
And them chains
So much drive for it
DUI for it nigga
Now Im crashing on a plane
I grew up around the drug dealers
It was hard all they did was fight case
How you do it for the love nigga
When your heart ain′t even
In the right place
My all i give but all i get
Is a job where i dont want to clock right in
Gave my all to a brod
That i thought i got pregnant
And it hurt me when she said
That it is not my kid
I was so broke
On a star i wished
Lord im telling you i repent for all my sins
Now its so much sauce
They done caught my drip
Lord i never knew
I could really ball like this
Rapping my passion
It has to be talent
The only thing you good at
Wrapping is plastic
Im actually savage
But family matters
You fuck with my brother
(Bitch hold up a second!)
They mad that we at it
Im happily spazzin
Before i was captain
Man tragedy happened
(When tragedy happened!)
I turned into J Stalin
Yea got off my ass
And sold battery acid
If you want to make a movement
Got to know its way deeper
Than the music
Im in Cali coolin
Straight gorilla glueing
Fucking wth peruvians
Investing with the Jewish
Used to suit up
With the takers and the shooters
Oouu the ruger
Send you straight to Hallelujah
Didn't have no food
We straight with ramen noodles
Smoke an eighth a day
Thats straight to my medulla
How bad do you want it
I done came up
Cause I stayed down
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
They said that id be a goner
I done came down
Cause i poured up
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
Against the odds what I went
They telling lies on the kid
I could′ve died for this shit
Yea yea
I had no options ya dig
I swear to god I went in
I had to grind for this shit
About the little nigga
I been going dummy
Got the baddest bitches
On the champagne
While I campaign
All across the country
I remember being lost and hungry
Now women fucking
For the thought of money
Got them on demand
Like open close
Young fly nigga I was broke befo′
Kept a bad thing like Megan Good
Everytime I told em go they get
Came from cocaine
In my neighborhood
Im still burning rubber
Cause I know the scent
Father couldn't feel his face
Staring in the mirror
Look where all the hope done went
Lord knows Im really Poppi seed
Shit my role model was a cocoa plant
I was focused
On a lot of tokens
You a lie talking bout I ain′t hot
Had a loaded chopper
And a load of dollars
99 problems something i ain't got
Made the fiends overdose off cyanide
Behind profit lord
Them boys will head shot em
Streets full of bloody water
That shit really had a nigga
Rocking red bottoms
If you really want to make a movement
Nigga I can demonstrate on how to do this
Minimize your circle
Slowdown on the purple
Then maneuver with the shakers
And the movers
Used to suit up
With the takers and the shooters
Oouu the ruger
Send you straight to Hallelujah
Didn't have no food
We straight with ramen noodles
Smoke an eighth a day
Thats straight to my medulla
How bad do you want it
I done came up
Cause I stayed down
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
They said that id be a goner
I done came down
Cause i poured up
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
Against the odds what I went
They telling lies on the kid
I could′ve died for this shit
Yea yea
I had no options ya dig
I swear to god I went in
I had to grind for this shit
Had to grind for it
Did that time for it
Yea Im talking shackles
And them chains
So much drive for it
DUI for it nigga
Now Im crashing on a plane
I grew up around the drug dealers
It was hard all they did was fight case
How you do it for the love nigga
When your heart ain′t even
In the right place
My all i give but all i get
Is a job where i dont want to clock right in
Gave my all to a brod
That i thought i got pregnant
And it hurt me when she said
That it is not my kid
I was so broke
On a star i wished
Lord im telling you i repent for all my sins
Now its so much sauce
They done caught my drip
Lord i never knew
I could really ball like this
Rapping my passion
It has to be talent
The only thing you good at
Wrapping is plastic
Im actually savage
But family matters
You fuck with my brother
(Bitch hold up a second!)
They mad that we at it
Im happily spazzin
Before i was captain
Man tragedy happened
(When tragedy happened!)
I turned into J Stalin
Yea got off my ass
And sold battery acid
If you want to make a movement
Got to know its way deeper
Than the music
Im in Cali coolin
Straight gorilla glueing
Fucking wth peruvians
Investing with the Jewish
Used to suit up
With the takers and the shooters
Oouu the ruger
Send you straight to Hallelujah
Didn't have no food
We straight with ramen noodles
Smoke an eighth a day
Thats straight to my medulla
How bad do you want it
I done came up
Cause I stayed down
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
They said that id be a goner
I done came down
Cause i poured up
You already know that im on it
Yea yea
Against the odds what I went
They telling lies on the kid
I could′ve died for this shit
Yea yea
I had no options ya dig
I swear to god I went in
I had to grind for this shit
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