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on the grind - underground (feat. billy davis) lyrics

[verse 1: g-paid]
lately, i’ve been great
hydra’s been losing some weight
infinity getting laid
haters gone we done with hate
having too much on my plate
my time is money i ain’t late
married to the game since eight
working for fame og bless my fate
winnings on my way
b-tches loving like i’m ray
positive vibes only
u can never ruin my day
get away i don’t f-cking play
i sh-t on what u say
hoes and thugs call me g paid
i’m back
i made some money last year
i made me not to fear
i made some money last week
i made my homie real sick
i treat your homies like kids
i’m what this game needs
it’s a race got new wheels b-tch u gotta pay a few bills
lot of rappers on ep, on you haters i pee
no mad no biggety, billy met infinity
those who left they miss me
f-ck those that diss me
yeah, f-ck those that diss me
your shooters can’t k!ll me
your b-tch can f-ck on me
cash rules everything around here
og records we in the building b-tch

[verse 2: infinity a]
the realest rhymes, the illest mind
you got no problems, wanna have no problems
wanna talk about problems, then you whine about them
so the f-ck i’m supposed to do
when you in the corner slicing your head through these thoughts?
but i kept you close then you leave me
no more near me, to see some hoes
it really hurts when you’re like that
when i write, but you don’t write back
introduced you to the p-ssion
don’t forget that you met my expectations
and you f-cking p-ssed that
“a” you seem to have lost your bet
with the life that you want so bad
with the lambos, mansion and jets, whatever
you never mention lek, dollars, euros, no sign of that
but i bet you give a f-ck about that
(welcome to the og)
an acronym for “on the grind”
and i’ve been so all the time
my actions talking more than my exes
homie, f-ck all that sh-t, i ain’t flexing
og gave me a beat we went to the streets
and we got on a streak
i got 5 on it and i ain’t talking about that money sh-t
i got 5 homies and they all be grinding this sh-t
they all saying they’re married to the game
but they all b-tches, they do it for the fame
remember where came from?
remember all them days gone?
remember all the sh-t they said?
cuz i got it all locked in my head
it’s my fuel, a precious jewel, a beat
it’s what inspired me to write this sh-t
a 2-minute verse, 2 minutes worth
of two million words, a tuning of instrumental
sh-t i’m going through mental break downs, or break ups
stand up to stand out, and gotta get to recovery stages
went from outrageous to just straight f-cking with you
childish and i don’t say sh-t when i need to
even my girl… ah f-ck…
even my ex mentioned that sh-t too
the f-ck i gotta do? head over heels
a mortal’s feels, a martyr still?
well.. sh-t, like biggie, f-ck the faith
from the beginning its all about the end
and the blood leaking out of your veins
(like a salad of veins)
lungs, livers, ribs, heart and your f-cking brain
but f-ck it at least i (got all my og’s around me)
and tell em g (n-body can face me)
yeah right, n-body can faze me

[verse 3: billy davis]
new image i’m different
i hope you listen
to the writtena that i’m giving
nowadays i been drivin
by the books, and to get back to school
cause as a teen i broke every rule
i’ve been in every faceoff and won every duel
now i’m working like a pacmuel
i pack 6 shots in the glock
no dwayne but y’all know that i rock
got me all inside your ipod, iphone, i’m zoned
i am only me and i can never be cloned
who you know makin’ hits like a pro
but they know me as minor
in the sky and i’m high, stop a second
yeah yeah & it’s something like designer
2pac, through my ambitions of a rider
but i got, ambitions of a writer you a twitter typer
you facebook thug, instagram dweeb
that sh-t in your cup is prolly some fake -ss lean
you just post it on the snap
and you too scared to take a drink
you see me get all of this cream
and now you wanna be like me
sh-t i need a check like nike
ballin, swoosh, cp3
i’m jordan cause i’m the mvp
now these rappers all envy me
watch the sh-t that you send to me
or i go, control, alt delete
yeah that be me
if you try and come f-ck with me
yea i’m gone yeah

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