birdman
grind
 and we gon' grind i said we gon' grind yeah i said we gon' grind yeah. i'm grindin' ya'll. fuck it we gon' get it on em' pop it and split it homie livin' and hustle on em grindin' till we billions on em more money new lens more money new benz more money two twins what we toatin' homie got it from the bottom raised to the top with it. hundred million rock with it hundred mill drop with it got the benz and the phantom like way back hard to fit the cars in my hood bitch touch that model drinkin' out the bottle with it on the island with it money and power with it watch the lil nigga jam on you bitches while i'll be sittin' on the island nigga fuckin' these bitches one hundred and we gon' grind i said we gon' grind yeah i said we gon' grind yeah. same clothes three days watch me get my grind on my auntie say i smoke too much that's why a nigga mind gone i can't stop hustlin' i get it from my dad all i know is bumps keys stacks and zip-lock bags rental car tinted out time to hit the interstate got a fetish for ferrari's and bad bitch i can renovate seei ain't talkin' penny weight i'm talkin big pun i'm talkin breakin' ya'll down till the last union poppy know my forte i get 'em and drop 'em they want 'em up the rug we shak'em down and re'rock 'em i gotta get it it's all about a dollar i do it everyday so i do it blue collar and we gon' grind i said we gon' grind yeah i said we gon' grind yeah. see i came across the state line know i had to get mine a hundred mill for the ticket a full out straight grind you know i had to get back where i started know i had to get back what i lost new fleet that i ordered got more chips clippin' out the other lips bag full of birds homie born hood rich came from the rockets straight to the top that's how we gettin' it big money won't stop and we gon' grind i said we gon' grind yeah i said we gon' grind yeah.