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Dropping Jewels ('94 Flow) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ty G.R.I.N.D.
Length: 3:27
Written by: William Smith




Ty G.R.I.N.D. - Dropping Jewels ('94 Flow) Lyrics




Good evening ladies and gentlemen...
Hope everybody's have a fine time
I hope your cognac is filled to the rim
I have two special guests in the building
Talented young men
(Denir) and a good man right beside him
He's got a special service announcement that should be shared on the community
And uhhh...
I introduce to you...
Ty!

You Break out the gas
I need that whiplash

No brakes too fast
Shit Still cost cash

The G code didn't die
It just became more fly

Enough to have ya chick
Wide eyed Making panty pudding pies

Dying to slide to ride
You know she know the vibes

Checking my stories
Waiting for me to go live

Watch who you talking to
And say it with ya chest

Matter of fact stay safe
And just say less

We move differently
Mobbin' wit the goblins

Securing opportunities
Multiplying the options

Subtracting the excuses
And adding up the dollars

With a deep roster
Of certified street scholars

Make ya money taller
By making circle is better smaller

Cause if they on the watch
It's hard to spot the dot

The name of the GRIND game
Is invest, stack, and stock

Make yo stacks in stocks
And then go buy up the block (Ha, Ha!)

See I was riding, I was thinking...
I was like uhh I would be mad at me too
If I you and you was me and I could do the things that I could do...
I understand that it's a struggle...
I fully whole heartedly understand, but I'm just here to tell you...
It's not gonna get any better, you dig me?

While I'm watching every nigga
Watching me closely

To recognize the phonies
And do my dirt all by my lonely

So when they in the hot seat
Nobody knows me

All them cloths that you talk
Will still fold G

Cause fo sho I know
So and so Got picked up

Abundance of distance
So you can't mention us

Yea we might be birds
But got different types of feathers

And I don't nobody feeling guilty
Being put under pressure

To write false statements
In a fictional lecture

Niggas clout chasing
Putting messages under pictures

Naw my word ain't the gospel
Don't quote my scriptures

Just live in the righteousness
To the death my nigga

And since I seen death
I ain't too quick to quiver

It's finna be a cold summer
So prepare to shiver

I figure
If we figure up the figures

We'll have it
All figured

See a wise man once said it's not on you it's in you
And (uh) a lot of what some people gotta understand is they just don't have IT!
No matter they tried to do, no matter what they...
Whatever You just don't have IT!
You need to get IT first then worry about the rest later...
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Good evening ladies and gentlemen...
Hope everybody's have a fine time
I hope your cognac is filled to the rim
I have two special guests in the building
Talented young men
(Denir) and a good man right beside him
He's got a special service announcement that should be shared on the community
And uhhh...
I introduce to you...
Ty!

You Break out the gas
I need that whiplash

No brakes too fast
Shit Still cost cash

The G code didn't die
It just became more fly

Enough to have ya chick
Wide eyed Making panty pudding pies

Dying to slide to ride
You know she know the vibes

Checking my stories
Waiting for me to go live

Watch who you talking to
And say it with ya chest

Matter of fact stay safe
And just say less

We move differently
Mobbin' wit the goblins

Securing opportunities
Multiplying the options

Subtracting the excuses
And adding up the dollars

With a deep roster
Of certified street scholars

Make ya money taller
By making circle is better smaller

Cause if they on the watch
It's hard to spot the dot

The name of the GRIND game
Is invest, stack, and stock

Make yo stacks in stocks
And then go buy up the block (Ha, Ha!)

See I was riding, I was thinking...
I was like uhh I would be mad at me too
If I you and you was me and I could do the things that I could do...
I understand that it's a struggle...
I fully whole heartedly understand, but I'm just here to tell you...
It's not gonna get any better, you dig me?

While I'm watching every nigga
Watching me closely

To recognize the phonies
And do my dirt all by my lonely

So when they in the hot seat
Nobody knows me

All them cloths that you talk
Will still fold G

Cause fo sho I know
So and so Got picked up

Abundance of distance
So you can't mention us

Yea we might be birds
But got different types of feathers

And I don't nobody feeling guilty
Being put under pressure

To write false statements
In a fictional lecture

Niggas clout chasing
Putting messages under pictures

Naw my word ain't the gospel
Don't quote my scriptures

Just live in the righteousness
To the death my nigga

And since I seen death
I ain't too quick to quiver

It's finna be a cold summer
So prepare to shiver

I figure
If we figure up the figures

We'll have it
All figured

See a wise man once said it's not on you it's in you
And (uh) a lot of what some people gotta understand is they just don't have IT!
No matter they tried to do, no matter what they...
Whatever You just don't have IT!
You need to get IT first then worry about the rest later...
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: William Smith
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