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Born to Grind Video (MV)




Performed By: Melancholy Ali
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Ali Attia




Melancholy Ali - Born to Grind Lyrics




If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
If you stain you better run
I got niggas totin guns
If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
Pull up with the Air F Ones
Hit the grind and raise my funds

Yeah i'm on a mission
Preachin ain't nobody listen
Want the best for all my niggas foenem
That's all I been wishin
Load the K they finna pay
We kill the opposition
I hit licks and disappear, that's why they call me a magician

I'm not paying fines
Please don't hit my line
The opps they got no spine
We chasin dolla signs
God gave me a sign
He told me create rhymes
He blessed me with my mind
My words are genuine

I keep pushin, I keep grindin, I can smell they jealousy
I been passin, I been gassin, I been sippin hennesey
Leave my impact on this planet that's my dream, my legacy
I'm gon make it to the hall of fame, but not no Tennessee

I be fresh out the vanguard, it ain't no Rosa Parks
All the opps just be talkin, they got no bite it's all bark
If Chicago was like Britain, bitch I am the high monarch
And they call me mr. chico stick, she take it to the heart

If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
If you stain you better run
I got niggas totin guns
If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
Pull up with the Air F Ones
Hit the grind and raise my funds

I know I sold a lot, I smoked a lot of pot
I went too overboard, I know I should've stopped
Praise god the overlord, i'll make it to the top
I promise that on cops, they better gimme props

Screw all the hatin hoes, i square up with my foes
They know i don't fold, my neighbor crazy though
She chasin hoe ass boys, instead of makin dough
I shoot like shotta flow, you in this shit or no

Y'all buyin stupid shit, it's such a damn shame
What happened to the game, it ain't the f*ckin same
I'm finna change that, i'm speedin in my lane
I'm gonna get the fame, all y'all gon know my name

I'm wearin silver chains, but sometimes starve for days
The struggle hurts a lot I only know, violent ways
Sometimes I get these thoughts, I know it's not a phase
I just don't know the phrase, I know I want a raise

Sometimes i switch up hot, i want to break these locks
I feel like I be worth it but sometimes I feel I'm not
I'm swingin like a bat, yo blood gon spill like slatt
I got my hoodrats eatin good like bureaucrats

If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
If you stain you better run
I got niggas totin guns
If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
Pull up with the Air F Ones
Hit the grind and raise my funds
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If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
If you stain you better run
I got niggas totin guns
If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
Pull up with the Air F Ones
Hit the grind and raise my funds

Yeah i'm on a mission
Preachin ain't nobody listen
Want the best for all my niggas foenem
That's all I been wishin
Load the K they finna pay
We kill the opposition
I hit licks and disappear, that's why they call me a magician

I'm not paying fines
Please don't hit my line
The opps they got no spine
We chasin dolla signs
God gave me a sign
He told me create rhymes
He blessed me with my mind
My words are genuine

I keep pushin, I keep grindin, I can smell they jealousy
I been passin, I been gassin, I been sippin hennesey
Leave my impact on this planet that's my dream, my legacy
I'm gon make it to the hall of fame, but not no Tennessee

I be fresh out the vanguard, it ain't no Rosa Parks
All the opps just be talkin, they got no bite it's all bark
If Chicago was like Britain, bitch I am the high monarch
And they call me mr. chico stick, she take it to the heart

If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
If you stain you better run
I got niggas totin guns
If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
Pull up with the Air F Ones
Hit the grind and raise my funds

I know I sold a lot, I smoked a lot of pot
I went too overboard, I know I should've stopped
Praise god the overlord, i'll make it to the top
I promise that on cops, they better gimme props

Screw all the hatin hoes, i square up with my foes
They know i don't fold, my neighbor crazy though
She chasin hoe ass boys, instead of makin dough
I shoot like shotta flow, you in this shit or no

Y'all buyin stupid shit, it's such a damn shame
What happened to the game, it ain't the f*ckin same
I'm finna change that, i'm speedin in my lane
I'm gonna get the fame, all y'all gon know my name

I'm wearin silver chains, but sometimes starve for days
The struggle hurts a lot I only know, violent ways
Sometimes I get these thoughts, I know it's not a phase
I just don't know the phrase, I know I want a raise

Sometimes i switch up hot, i want to break these locks
I feel like I be worth it but sometimes I feel I'm not
I'm swingin like a bat, yo blood gon spill like slatt
I got my hoodrats eatin good like bureaucrats

If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
If you stain you better run
I got niggas totin guns
If you need it, then I got it
If you want it then i'll get it
Pull up with the Air F Ones
Hit the grind and raise my funds
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Writer: Ali Attia
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