xcut - On My Grind Lyrics

My battery Low
But am gonn quickly do this one
My name
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I've been on a grind
I've been put in work
Doing all the drills
My mind on that work
Now I'm on a farm
Soon I'm gon' eat
But I'm getting tired
When I'm gon' eat
Slamming all these bars
Causing so much heat
Chasing all this bread
I think i need speed
Life on the edge
I'm gon' need a bridge
Talk about the bread
Else don't talk to me
Money is not everything
But I'm gon' get a piece
Mind full of shit
Pocket full of bills
Heart full of love
World without peace
Knock on my door
Is it the dam police
Son of a gun
Nigga shot and miss
Life is a marketplace
We gon' buy and leave
Money is a book
We gon' surely read
Ass full of fat
And niggas stuck with sheets
Son of the street
We gon' get the mil
I'm talking about headshots, and we gon' get the kill
Head in the water
I'm breathing without gills
Mind over matter
Burning Pepe-lee
And I've been tripping Getting my legs walk
I'm feeling like Poco-Lee
Hitting all this note hard
Talking about Do re me
Oh lord, mercy me,
Somebody rescue me
I'm getting in trouble because I'm just blowing trees
I'm a vegetarian, I love blowing trees
And that's how I got into trouble
Since I got into the trouble, I just try to smoke em up
Try to zero my mind, No worries up
Remember to love yourself
Worry less and pray more
Go out and live more
Enjoy little things around and about
Bring yourself home with a smile and a flower
Motivational scar
The silence is power
Loud gets you higher
Got attracted to a bartender
Whiskey! please me, it's brandy
She says something about visiting
I say MJ got me
A couple of puffs got me moonwalk
I can't stop putting muscle, my shoulder hurts
The money sound alarm and I'm waking up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can't get it mood off
The type of sound i hear make my stress off
The music to my ear i just dey cool off
I no dey like nonsense
Yeah,
I just dey cool off
I've been on a grind
I've been put in work
Doing all the drills
My mind on that work
Now I'm on a farm
Soon I'm gon' eat
But I'm getting tired
When I'm gon' eat
Slamming all these bars
Causing so much heat
Chasing all this bread
I think i need speed
Life on the edge
I'm gon' need a bridge
Talk about the bread
Else don't talk to me
Money is not everything
But I'm gon' get a piece
Mind full of shit
Pocket full of bills
Heart full of love
World without peace
Knock on my door
Is it the dam police
Son of a gun
Nigga shot and miss
Yeah yeah yeah