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f. mills - grindin' lyrics

[intro]
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’

[verse 1: lil wayne]
i’m grindin’, i’m grindin’, i’m grindin’ i promise
i f-ck her until i get tired, retire and then come out retirement
my girl like it rough she said “find me a diamond”
her body be grindin’
lord we be on every kind of narcotic
that make us believe, when we lyin’, we honest, i love you
pick, michael jackson to jordan to tyson to myers
too much dirty money when the colors
are washing the whites in the dryer my n-gga
it ain’t rocket science just rockets
i sleep in p-ssy not pajamas, grindin’
i got this sh-t down to a science, i turn in my project, a minus
whew, i ain’t crazy, i’m krazy and all of my n-ggas chaotic
dressed in all black like they gothic
music too loud to hear sirens, we pop, pop, pop up where you stay
knock, knock, knock, anyone home?
pop, pop, pop, pop then we outtie
i need a b-tch like naomi to take off her clothes like leilani for n-ggas that’s grindin’

[hook: lil wayne]
n-gga i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
grindin’ for all my sh-t
yeah, i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i put time into all this sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
perfect timing with all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t

[verse 2: lil wayne]
the feds be spying on all of us n-gga
these hoes be lying to all of us n-gga
i got news for the monogamous n-ggas
yo’ b-tch f-cking anonymous n-ggas
i done seen it all my n-gga
cause these hoes seeing all of my n-ggas
cause what’s the hottest sh-t on these corners?
that’s me and all my n-ggas
grind for all this sh-t, i ain’t ever fall for that b-tch
cause picking up the feather from a lovebird
is like a medicine ball to that b-tch
we’ll bring gucci bag in this b-tch
and you know what’s stashed in that b-tch
these n-ggas walk around with they chests out
like janet jackson and sh-t
i’m sweatin’ grindin’ this b-tch, i need a shrine in this b-tch
f-ck double o seven, i work twenty-four seven
ain’t got time to bond with no b-tch
heard jay z got a new cognac, where to find that sh-t?
the weed sticky, grind that sh-t
where i got it from? nevermind that sh-t

[verse 3: drake]
i got a new vision for all my sh-t
i don’t know what to call that sh-t
i know, i’m selling all of my cars
i’m selling all of my watches
i’m selling diamonds and all of that sh-t
realized i don’t need that sh-t
i’m a different breed with this sh-t
i’m tryna turn m’s to b’s in this b-tch
and i ain’t ever pay to be with no b-tch
i, i, i want that brigitte bardot hanging over my bed
fifty mill in one room, you, you could ask anyone out here
who running the game? and they’ll tell you the truth
man, they’ll tell you
oh look, they f-ck with me now
i think they’re hearin’ me now
someone said “n-gga they takin’ you seriously now”
i’m like “i think they just might be scared of me now”
but it’s all good, n-ggas wrong every day, n-ggas wrong every day
go, goin’ to la where i’m tryna get high and do a song every day
safe, we ain’t ever have to play it safe
i would rather stack it up and put it in a safe
then peek inside the safe and see i’m runnin’ out of sp-ce
mothaf-cka that’s grindin’

[bridge: lil wayne]
(grindin’, grindin’) perfect timing
(grindin’, grindin’)
(grindin’, grindin’)
i would rather stack it up and put it in the safe
then peek inside the safe and say i’m running out of sp-ce
believe that

[verse 4: f. mills]
i swear i lost love for all this sh-t
nights been rough what you call that sh-t
i try to be strong, i try to move on, im tryna write songs through all this sh-t
i swear i’ll shed blood for all this sh-t
and lose everything f-ck all sh-t
im standing on this ledge they pushing to the edge
i been fighting to wrap my head around this sh-t
d-mn fred, i’m just gon do this til death
right til i take my last breath man i’m talking to you
i mean just what can i do
i done done everything i’m gon do
tell me what’s next to prove
can you explain to me now
this just insane to me now
man i guess i’m a fool
it’s best you refrain from me now
i guess i’m just changing right now
man my heart cold
still waiting on the phone call from dad
guess he ain’t calling
maybe years ago i’ll sit and be sad
been too busy balling
traveling from atlanta out to cali
sleeping n-gga barely man i’m grinding from the chi out to the valley
chicks they wanna marry but i tell em
i’m too heavy in the game for you to carry man this sh-t be kinda scary i’m just saying i been

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