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mpk – 925 lyrics

i been grinding nine nine nine nine nine nine nine nine to five/
try’na get mine true badmon go and tell ’em that imma survive/
making h-llah raps been through and back and i gadda thank god im alive/
you been h-llah lame i would do the same but i treat it like im not aloud/
so get out of my way, i do not play
n-gg- get out of my way, i do not play (x3)

verse 1
i been up on my way to the top/ all my people were waiting to talk/
they gon say that they proud of the kid how’d i made out the place that i hated alot/ every night i was praying to god/ askin if imma make it or not/ i been outchea grinding they said time is coming lazy n-gg-s would wait on the clock and wait on the clock/
but time is running out n-gg-/ im realy feeling like i gadda make it now n-gg-/ and f-ck rules imma make it any how n-gg-/ as long as imma get to see my family proud n-gg-/ i’m realy try’na get ems/ chilling with the fam no friends only people know the hustle never ends/ thats why i put in work homie coming from the hood tryna be the first person in the crib with a benz/
man i spit flames so gonn have a h-ll of a night/ im tryna get big with that elephant hype/ i used to get dissed when i handle the mic/
i freestyle unless i got something better to write/
its better to like me now cause im here to stay/ all these other n-gg-s can’t escape/ i be the mp to the k / young n-gg- tryna get the cake / tryna make a lamborghini out of clay, wait/

chorus
i been grinding nine nine nine nine nine nine nine nine to five/
try’na get mine true badmon go and tell ’em that imma survive/
making h-llah raps been through and back and i gadda thank god im alive/
you been h-llah lame i would do the same but i treat it like im not aloud/
so get out of my way, i do not play
n-gg- get out of my way, i do not play (x3)

verse 2
i done got out of jail my n-gg-/ they tried to lock me out and failed my n-gg-/ you know this sh-t was gettting real my n-gg-/ my daddy had to come and bail a n-gg-/ for real my n-gg-/ been damaging property/ truely thankful i handled it properly/ used to hustle by slanging that broccoli/ stacking paper while amatuers talk to me/ rappers in poverty/ n-body’s stopping me/ used to try’na get it since a youngin when my mama died they couldn’t tell me nothing/ had to change from nothing into something/ rappers saw me broke and they were realy stunting/ they were realy fronting/ they ain even know a n-gg-‘s on to something/ i was on my grind i realy had enough/ and it was gettting rough a n-gg- had to toughin up/ now the city better know w-ssup/ i hold it down for the o3/ living in mlazi like an og/ you can find me chilling spitting dope frees/ illest n-gg- but i don’t sneeze/ tell’em i be doin it my own st–ze/ never ever tried to copy imma do it real until i get my own cheese

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