jayda & dahomie p - grindin' (remix) lyrics
[intro: kai]
[verse 1: jayda]
(gri gridin’, gri, grindin’, gri, i’m grindin’, i’m grindin’, i’m grinding)
(jayda, all night baby)
i’m grindin’ i’m grindin’ i’m grindin’ i promise (i promise)
i’m tired but i am still write in my office
hurtin tracks boy never sleep got music to make
puttin my fate on wax til (its shiny and polished)
the future is jayda’s and (i am so honest)
nothing you don’t know you won’t (find in my closet)
jayda, who?
jay da nicest tell these hoes wait in line four twenty jayda time
gotta pay to rhyme. in my presence
respect ain’t givin its a present collect when you prove
you do this for real not for attention
ain’t gon hand what you don’t really deserve
probably still won’t when you leaving this earth
i’ll give you somethin that you needed in words
leavin you burned only thing that you earn
i do this for me in the stu til i drop
i do this for krew you know who six the lot
i do this for real pushin through til the top
i do this for hoes p-ssy juice in my shots
i do this for pimp biggie proof and 2pac
i do this for mum sister brother and pops
i do this for love bitter truth and hip hop
i do this for steve i’ll see you when my clock stops
[verse 2: dahomie p]
(yeah)
you want it you need it i (got it i drop it) (drop it)
i build up respect til i (see checks with commas) (yeah yeah)
dahomie p and the (p stands for profit) (profit)
nothing can stop us i (rock it like onix)
i’m rockets i’m comets you bloggers who comment
you flop and i’m god sent the p stands for prophet
i got it atomic right up in my pocket
the scene is robotic i love being honest (homie)
since i made my mark started to play with pens
i knew nothing would ever be the same again
j and p about to come n change everything
married to the game without a wedding ring
i won’t stop til my parents drop a pile a debt
i won’t stop until i got a private jet
i won’t stop until all i hear is silence
sick of sleeping on morley drive always hearing sirens
start a clothing line just to keep the bank in line
i’ll never be satisfied with second prize
start a clothing line, (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’ll never be satisfied with second prize, p
(grindin’ grindin’)
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