Grindin' - Live

Saydat
 Havin visions of the moon in the crib
 I'm losing opportune if I sit in the crib
 I gotta get out and put the hustle on the scale
 Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Havin visions of the moon in the crib
 I'm losing opportune if I sit in the crib
 I gotta get out put the hustle on the scale
 Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 You crackas in my face you buzz fly like Rick flare
 Goin thru the hard I made it out and neva failed
 Graduated from you lames I see my circle thru the fam
 Man this is wut it is I play the game off the rim
 Put the time in the hustle so I could benefit
 Gettin to it yes I been at this
 It take a lil courage motivation win a win wishin to the stars
 Stick to what you know Is all that it is
 I seen it in the moon
 God showed all to step
 I gotta take the tune like the man in the moon
 Feel the shine it's the truth
 I'm bout my money stacking pigeons
 Yea my nigga wut it do ahh
 Havin visions of the moon in the crib
 I'm Losing opportune if I sit in the crib
 I gotta get out and put the hustle on the scale
 Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Pedal to the metal I gets it
 25 8 grind days off rarely
 All about my dolla sign T Y I'm working
 I'm grinding grinding
 I'm hustling only minding my business watch out
 I'm conscious
 Cautious miss me with all that bullshit watch out
 Paper route locked in get it just how I live bling blow
 Can't talk about broke shit money all in my meeting bling blow
 Middle finger up to haters and a competitions fuck em
 Fuck hood rich
 Trying to turn the hood to Hamptons ya
 Buy the block back from them crackers ya
 Only talking boss shit
 All black raf on my checklist on my momma I need that
 Trying to fly my moms out the country ya
 Can't roll around with broke shit
 Cause you know you are who hang with facts
 All my black negus got a purpose yaa
 Trying to make a difference and put my day ones in position
 We working ain't no days off in this camp nah
 Havin visions of the moon in the crib
 I'm Losing opportune if I sit in the crib
 I gotta get out and put the hustle on the scale
 Count my pigeons put it down like I wanna make mill
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there
 Do it for my grind is all I know I see my self there