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project youngin - grindin' lyrics

[intro]
this youngin right here n-gga
and this sh-t real over here
from my block to your block, show you how we livin’
project sh-t, you hear me? ayy

[verse 1]
some go to college or jail, well i been to both
i’m out here swimmin’ with them sharks, tryna reach the coast
only the strong survive, one of my favorite quotes
i got some n-ggas dead and gone, a fam, i’m tryna give ’em hope
back out the crack rock, yeah b-tch we sellin’ dope
it’s hard, you got your aunties and your uncles who tryna smoke
and use they nose, yeah that sh-t for real
get caught slippin’, your own homies, they’ll tryna and peel
f-ck the n-gga, get paid, make sure that your homies straight
many nights, took sacrifices, rather drop a verse, go get laid
then i had to make a way, sellin’ yay, see better days
gotta get my sh-t together, find a way not to pray
yeah i could’ve took a different route, stayed in school, do homework
f-ck that, i was dead broke, now i got my own work
my role models was k!llers, showed a n-gga how the wrist work
when you gettin’ money gotta watch your back, n-ggas tryna put you on a ripped shirt

[chorus]
every day a n-gga grindin’, tryna make it to the top
tired of standin’ on the block with a pocket full of rocks
struggle in my eyes and this sh-t don’t stop
’cause this pain a n-gga feel so real, chasin’ guap
every day a n-gga grindin’, hey
every day i’m outchea grindin’, hey
every day a n-gga grindin’, hey
every day a n-gga grindin’, grindin’
every day a n-gga grindin’, tryna make it to the top
tired of standin’ on the block with a pocket full of rocks
struggle in my eyes and this sh-t don’t stop
’cause this pain a n-gga feel so real, chasin’ guap
every day a n-gga grindin’, hey
every day i’m outchea grindin’, hey
every day a n-gga grindin’, hey
every day a n-gga grindin’, grindin’
every day a n-gga grindin’

[verse 2]
sh-t ain’t sweet, this life a jungle
you runnnin’ with that sack, boy your -ss better not fumble
the dumb -ss jit lookin’ for love, you want to cuddle
f-ck that ho, better go and get you a hustle and try to bubble
we from the struggle, everything i got got off the muscle
remixing that work, put it back together like a puzzle
it’s hard to stay humble, think about those times my stomach rumbled
for that cash, finesse yeah, you back, we come and thump you
i’m grindin’, really stackin’ that shoebox money
only my real hustlers know about that shoebox money
it’s really dirty so i’m ridin’ ’round with two glocks on me
johnson say you want to blow, he played some 2pac for me
got me stressin’, i’m a grown man, had to get my own plan
sittin’ on my -ss, handouts, signs i don’t understand
n-ggas gotta go and get it, ten toes, never switch up
grind hard ’til the rent up, we under pressure and i bench up

- project youngin lyrics

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