Verse 1: Project Youngin
(Lil Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothing man)
(Yeah yeah)
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And I'll be damned I let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
They don't know my pain
They don't know my struggle
Many nights on that block before I bubbled
Beezy had me up on Cleveland trynna make it double
The spot got hot, avoiding troll n' getting in trouble
I worked to hard for this
I sold a lotta hard for this
Seen my first 10 thousand still wasn't smiling
Cus I knew that I'd go far wit this (now I'm far)
These niggas wasn't grinding how I was grinding (naw)
Now they see me shining
These big ass diamonds
Call it perfect timing
Who woulda ever thought Lil youngin make it this far rhyming
Now I made it and they hating
Ima shit on everybody who tried me
Chorus/Hook: Project Youngin
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And I'll be damned i let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
Verse 2: Quando Rondo
If Rap don't work it's back to hitting licks
Niggas be on some dissing shit
Glock 42 when I up it swear I ain't missing shit
Trynna stack up these Benjamin's
Since a youngin been a project baby
Glock 42 ain't got no safety
My grandma was the candy lady
I swear everyday I'm paper chasin
The youngin's say I'm motivation
Get me now I get you later
Niggas they always want a favor
Expressing love I don't know bout that
My feelings put em in the trash
A hundred got that shit in cash
If I go broke I'm going to that mask
50 Bands that's on his tape line
This pistol that's on my wasteline
They claim heaven got a phone I wanna see Cofee on FaceTime
Audemar Piguet imma get it so I don't waste time
Wat you tell em Project Youngin
Chorus/Hook: Project Youngin
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And i'll be damned i let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
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Verse 1: Project Youngin
(Lil Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothing man)
(Yeah yeah)
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And I'll be damned I let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
They don't know my pain
They don't know my struggle
Many nights on that block before I bubbled
Beezy had me up on Cleveland trynna make it double
The spot got hot, avoiding troll n' getting in trouble
I worked to hard for this
I sold a lotta hard for this
Seen my first 10 thousand still wasn't smiling
Cus I knew that I'd go far wit this (now I'm far)
These niggas wasn't grinding how I was grinding (naw)
Now they see me shining
These big ass diamonds
Call it perfect timing
Who woulda ever thought Lil youngin make it this far rhyming
Now I made it and they hating
Ima shit on everybody who tried me
Chorus/Hook: Project Youngin
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And I'll be damned i let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
Verse 2: Quando Rondo
If Rap don't work it's back to hitting licks
Niggas be on some dissing shit
Glock 42 when I up it swear I ain't missing shit
Trynna stack up these Benjamin's
Since a youngin been a project baby
Glock 42 ain't got no safety
My grandma was the candy lady
I swear everyday I'm paper chasin
The youngin's say I'm motivation
Get me now I get you later
Niggas they always want a favor
Expressing love I don't know bout that
My feelings put em in the trash
A hundred got that shit in cash
If I go broke I'm going to that mask
50 Bands that's on his tape line
This pistol that's on my wasteline
They claim heaven got a phone I wanna see Cofee on FaceTime
Audemar Piguet imma get it so I don't waste time
Wat you tell em Project Youngin
Chorus/Hook: Project Youngin
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And i'll be damned i let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
(Lil Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothing man)
(Yeah yeah)
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And I'll be damned I let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
They don't know my pain
They don't know my struggle
Many nights on that block before I bubbled
Beezy had me up on Cleveland trynna make it double
The spot got hot, avoiding troll n' getting in trouble
I worked to hard for this
I sold a lotta hard for this
Seen my first 10 thousand still wasn't smiling
Cus I knew that I'd go far wit this (now I'm far)
These niggas wasn't grinding how I was grinding (naw)
Now they see me shining
These big ass diamonds
Call it perfect timing
Who woulda ever thought Lil youngin make it this far rhyming
Now I made it and they hating
Ima shit on everybody who tried me
Chorus/Hook: Project Youngin
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And I'll be damned i let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
Verse 2: Quando Rondo
If Rap don't work it's back to hitting licks
Niggas be on some dissing shit
Glock 42 when I up it swear I ain't missing shit
Trynna stack up these Benjamin's
Since a youngin been a project baby
Glock 42 ain't got no safety
My grandma was the candy lady
I swear everyday I'm paper chasin
The youngin's say I'm motivation
Get me now I get you later
Niggas they always want a favor
Expressing love I don't know bout that
My feelings put em in the trash
A hundred got that shit in cash
If I go broke I'm going to that mask
50 Bands that's on his tape line
This pistol that's on my wasteline
They claim heaven got a phone I wanna see Cofee on FaceTime
Audemar Piguet imma get it so I don't waste time
Wat you tell em Project Youngin
Chorus/Hook: Project Youngin
Bitch I'm on the grind
And I ain't got no time to be wasting
I'm tryna make it
And i'll be damned i let a nigga come in take it
Raw nigga can't be f*cking with these bitches that be basic
I know these niggas they be hating
But I'm still on that block shit
Taking riding round 2 glocks shit
Talking selling rock if this rap don't pop shit
Writer: Tyquian Terrel Bowman, Rasheed Hall
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave