The Grind (feat. Capital M) - Kayo music

Uh, yeah, swing, Nel, my dirty Jacob, yeah, come on Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty They acting like they really want it with me, trust me They don't really want it, they just want to be seen They want to disrupt my team with these publicity schemes Trying to dismantle my panel with lies, rumours and scandals But uh, I pull through it like I'm tugging a war I tell you the situation like I've been here before I'm still popping dirty, still smoking, point clicking Watching the doors open, no joking, everything's remoting No choking or bleeding, this ride is for free, no matter what You got your dying for free, automatically I'm focused like thirty five millimetres, all of the sudden Like such and such wants to meet us, all of the sudden Like such and such wants to greet us, the same, will you believe us Now, they're all trying to cheat us, in real life, they can't beat us Sometimes, they try to repeat us Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty Why is they yacking like they fucking with these, I don't know Why is they stunting like they holding the keys, tell me Them type of people don't be holding no heat, no Then how the fuck they gon' be rolling with me, yeah Dude, how the hell you ain't going to waste your time, wait your time Your mouth's going to fuck around and going to waste your time, hey I told them niggas' that ain't going to grind When its peso time, come out and take your shine dirty I'm the same nigga that's out of control, out of control I put a little malinger out on the roll, hey, the bigger it just got The calico, I been cocking and loading, I been popping them fours, yeah Set that aside cause I've got to get those, got to get those The finest shit than what you're proud of me for, tell me The dirty, either you going to ride or you don't, yeah Inside there's more shit, if not, we're gone, nigga Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you tell them, watch me now, I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now, you tell them Watch me now, I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now Well, if I said it, I've done it, if I've done it, I did it And if I, and if I want it, if I don't put it against it The way that I should spend it to get just how I should All money ain't good money but no money ain't good I took the hood tactics and plot with musical talents Trying to create a balance in between Minnesota and Dallas Never matters when I'm speaking, if you're peeping, just let me know I'm guaranteed to keep it cracking, just like eggs hitting the floor I'm dotting, just want to be, I ask, clipping the wings I want to fly ass, only Q and D Miles can look down on me Maybe, I should bee bee in my head, I put it down, homie Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you tell them, watch me now, I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now, you tell them Watch me now, I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now