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babytron - 365 day grind lyrics

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[intro]
i don’t stop hustling
this hustling sh+t like breathing to me
this sh+t really don’t stop
as soon as i wake up it’s the first thing i do (you’re not making this easy, kyle)
it’s the first thing i think about, i don’t take breaks
this sh+t three+six+five, two+six+nine
you hear me, clearly

[verse 1]
the whole team gotta work, from the manger to janitor
caught him tryna dodge, now his challenger a massacre
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
i done made it to the league, you an amateur
lax trip like i ain’t dribble, i’m a traveler
thought i fell off but i was hanging off the banistеr
d+dollar sign+to the m, i’m the ambassador
[chorus]
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calеndar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar, ha+ha+ha, yeah
the whole team gotta work, from the manger to the janitor
caught him tryna dodge, now his challenger a massacre
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind (i’ma do the calendar), yeah, b+tch (dsm)

[verse 2]
you won’t find another me, i’m generational
if i up a hunnid on the ‘gram, the purpose educational
on a mission to the riches ’cause i think the quest obtainable
we want yo life now, that lil’ debt ain’t payable
rock star, flip into the crowd like taka michinoku
if you get a chance to score, a lob is what i’m finna throw you
i don’t owe you sh+t, i don’t owe you nothing
i got a pint, bro got a pint, is you gon’ pour you something?

[chorus]
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar, ha+ha+ha, yeah
the whole team gotta work, from the manger to the janitor
caught him tryna dodge, now his challenger a massacre
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind (i’ma do the calendar), yeah
[verse 3]
i’m either spraying glocks, baccarat, or creed (sheesh)
i don’t box, bet these shots make ’em bop and weave
you out here playing like the old shaq, why you hopping teams? (lame, yo old+ass out here hopping teams)
tryna hit my b+tch? you better off hitting the lottery
touch yo dead homies in the sky, it’s a robbery
i be where the dollars be, why you think these ksubi’s cram?
if my hitter pop a p, you better hope his toolie jammed, f+ck

[chorus]
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar, ha+ha+ha, yeah
the whole team gotta work, from the manger to the janitor
caught him tryna dodge, now his challenger a massacre
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
f+ck a thirty day grind, i’ma do the calendar
no hat

[outro]
(thought i fell off but i was hanging off the banister)
(d+dollar sign+to the m, i’m the ambassador)



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