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I’m on the grind all day until the sun go down

Puttin' paper in my pockets, grindin all year round

I’m on the block with the gangstas stayin two toes down

I’m on the grind

I’m on the grind all night until the sun come up

Countin' cash up in the cut, tryin' to make me a buck

I’m making moves, stacking paper cuz I’m handlin' all

I’m on my grind

Check me out baby

I got money on my mind, big Frank on my brain

Intoxicated by visions of chains and diamond rings

One thing here to obtain is fortune forget the fame

Been ballin' since back in the game been changin' the strings

These lames tend to complain, its a goddamn shame

You think you flyer than a plane but you washed up in the drain

Baby pick the picture frame, its all work no play

My hustle schedule is simply all night all day

I’m snapping like paparazzi, I’m plotting on Maserati

Been grindin' since lotty dotty, trying to earn that pay

Collecting that green paper, I’m scheming and pulling

I’m giving these broads the vapers from the fold to the tray

I’m on the grind

Let me tell you a bit about myself

My hustle is Godzilla, my muscle is King Kong

My mind is Einstein, my flow is off the dome

My grind is dope feen, addicted to counting green

My money is Bill Gates, my ballin is Yao Ming

I’m not impressed with bling, I’m more concerned with ching

Grinding since I was a teen, money over everything

See I’m all about that paper stacks and bank rolls

The Lacs all fo’s with drank cold and dank roll

Hustle is my hobby inspired by Jonny Gotti call me

Give me the wallet because its time to collect

VS up in the jonny watch shining so clear

The face look like a mirror call it time to reflect

I’m on the grind

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