dolla black – the process lyrics
[ intro: dolla black]
grind, grind, grind
grind, grind, grind
grind
[ verse 1: dolla black ]
stacks on my mind / all i see is green on my dinner plate
bout to up my grind / k!ll this here from state to state
take my time with this arithmetic, nickel and dime tryna get me shit
cause this check to check ain’t what i’m checkin’ for tryna drown my pockets, and wet my wrist
i ain’t focused on status, but when i get it i promise i’m k!lling’ niggas
make me easy to reach, act like i’m sleep, when they reach i k!ll them niggas
gave a mile of slack, two years of silence and still i ain’t impressed
dropped three singles, one ep and ya’ll still ain’t got my best, ( yeah )
so from up here on my hill, ( uh ) know that it’s finally my year, ( uh )
everything that you should be starts right here, and i’m
[ chorus: dolla black ]
sittin’ down dreamin’ bout racks all day
head in the clouds comin’ down no way
9 – 5 shit man it really don’t pay
nah it really don’t pay, nah it really don’t pay
mama always said never give in boy
when she didn’t pay the car note cause she spent it on my toys
took my toys to school, sold em for some cash
that was the beginning now 200 on the dash
all they say is you just a dreamer, so f-ck yo’ dreams
and i tell em f-ck you too, then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
they tell me f-ck yo dreams, i tell em f-ck you too
f-ck you too, then i get right back to grindin’ on em
[ verse 2: dolla black ]
i drew up a plan, put it in motion and now i got options
gave up a lead, and some pocket change for window shoppin’
and i’m poppin’, i’m real nigga, give you the shit you can feel nigga
entertainment on stages, but this music, i live nigga
grindin’ for the top, all the while takin’ care of my business
gotta see 3 or 4 grammy’s, a oscar, 1 or 10 mill thats collectin’ my pennies
the lord be my witness i’m plannin’ on gettin’ it, fight through the petty and pain
if it’s with or without you i’ll get it, i’ll get it, i’ll grind until nothing’s the same
you think it’s a game huh, til i pull up and swerve in yo’ lane to show you i own it
i will not be the legend that only lives for the moment, so i’m
[ chorus: dolla black ]
sittin’ down dreamin’ bout racks all day
head in the clouds comin’ down no way
9 – 5 shit man it really don’t pay
nah it really don’t pay, nah it really don’t pay
mama always said never give in boy
when she didn’t pay the car note cause she spent it on my toys
took my toys to school, sold em for some cash
that was the beginning now 200 on the dash
all they say is you just a dreamer, so f-ck yo’ dreams
and i tell em f-ck you too, then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )
they tell me f-ck yo dreams, i tell em f-ck you too
f-ck you too, then i get right back to grindin’ on em
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