Young Bam!
What you tell em... (Look)
It's been a long grind I had to go get me some money
These haters didn't wanted that (Wanted that)
I grind out the mud and I'm stacking them bucks
Coming through just like a running back (Just like a running back)
You talking about rollies my nigga well how the f*ck
You cop a couple without them stacks (You ain't shining)
I'm still on the field ten toes in my cleats
My nigga you don't even get the sack (Ahh)
They thinking I'm high as a pound, rolled up in a blunt after puffing a cigarette
Just focus and grinding I'm out on a mission
And ain't no way niggas is stopping that (Shit there 100)
I'm guessing y'all ready to die cause up on these beats
I might bringing the old Biggie back (Brought em back)
Determined to make it they want me to fall
And praying that they is preventing that (Couple Stacks)
Wait... Young nigga sinning praying for a way (Yea)
I just got to get it, snakes in ya face
Seeing through the grass, never kissing ass
I don't give a damn if my record blast (F*ck em all)
Seeking ways for me to make these records last
I can see the future, boy ya in the past
Lustful women smash, wanna f*ck for cash (That shit there 100)
Speeding to the money, forces on the gas
Bandits in the coot like her name was crash
Free Kodak f*ck the industrial flash (Free kodak)
Dedicated to this music till I pass
Pray up to the sky I'm grinding for my dad
I pray up to the sky, I'm grinding for my dad
Pray up to the sky I'm grinding for my dad
For my dad... uhhh
Most of these people ain't with all that motion
These demons be scheming and beg for commotion (They scheming)
O.G.'s in the hood walk with limps like they toting
An Ak-47 if they leg broken
Would I be wrong if I thought I was right?
Rightfully destined to rap on this mic
Mission accomplished I'm earning my stripes
I'm smoking on feelings I'm high off this life (Oh ya)
Devils on rights and the angels on lefts
Strategically hungry he starving for wealth (Starving for wealth)
Never give up that's what I tell myself
Momma told me be humble thank god for the help
Lord forgive me for this killing I'm doing
Take this rap shit for real, grind I pursue it
My peeps tell me that I am such an influence (That shit there 100)
They feel what I'm saying heart and soul in this music (That shit there 100)
Just Different!
Yea uhh
Just Different!
That shit there 100 you already know
Rise of the Glenwood Prodigy... it's ya boy Bam
Just different!
That shit there 100!
You know that 100!
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Young Bam!
What you tell em... (Look)
It's been a long grind I had to go get me some money
These haters didn't wanted that (Wanted that)
I grind out the mud and I'm stacking them bucks
Coming through just like a running back (Just like a running back)
You talking about rollies my nigga well how the f*ck
You cop a couple without them stacks (You ain't shining)
I'm still on the field ten toes in my cleats
My nigga you don't even get the sack (Ahh)
They thinking I'm high as a pound, rolled up in a blunt after puffing a cigarette
Just focus and grinding I'm out on a mission
And ain't no way niggas is stopping that (Shit there 100)
I'm guessing y'all ready to die cause up on these beats
I might bringing the old Biggie back (Brought em back)
Determined to make it they want me to fall
And praying that they is preventing that (Couple Stacks)
Wait... Young nigga sinning praying for a way (Yea)
I just got to get it, snakes in ya face
Seeing through the grass, never kissing ass
I don't give a damn if my record blast (F*ck em all)
Seeking ways for me to make these records last
I can see the future, boy ya in the past
Lustful women smash, wanna f*ck for cash (That shit there 100)
Speeding to the money, forces on the gas
Bandits in the coot like her name was crash
Free Kodak f*ck the industrial flash (Free kodak)
Dedicated to this music till I pass
Pray up to the sky I'm grinding for my dad
I pray up to the sky, I'm grinding for my dad
Pray up to the sky I'm grinding for my dad
For my dad... uhhh
Most of these people ain't with all that motion
These demons be scheming and beg for commotion (They scheming)
O.G.'s in the hood walk with limps like they toting
An Ak-47 if they leg broken
Would I be wrong if I thought I was right?
Rightfully destined to rap on this mic
Mission accomplished I'm earning my stripes
I'm smoking on feelings I'm high off this life (Oh ya)
Devils on rights and the angels on lefts
Strategically hungry he starving for wealth (Starving for wealth)
Never give up that's what I tell myself
Momma told me be humble thank god for the help
Lord forgive me for this killing I'm doing
Take this rap shit for real, grind I pursue it
My peeps tell me that I am such an influence (That shit there 100)
They feel what I'm saying heart and soul in this music (That shit there 100)
Just Different!
Yea uhh
Just Different!
That shit there 100 you already know
Rise of the Glenwood Prodigy... it's ya boy Bam
Just different!
That shit there 100!
You know that 100!
What you tell em... (Look)
It's been a long grind I had to go get me some money
These haters didn't wanted that (Wanted that)
I grind out the mud and I'm stacking them bucks
Coming through just like a running back (Just like a running back)
You talking about rollies my nigga well how the f*ck
You cop a couple without them stacks (You ain't shining)
I'm still on the field ten toes in my cleats
My nigga you don't even get the sack (Ahh)
They thinking I'm high as a pound, rolled up in a blunt after puffing a cigarette
Just focus and grinding I'm out on a mission
And ain't no way niggas is stopping that (Shit there 100)
I'm guessing y'all ready to die cause up on these beats
I might bringing the old Biggie back (Brought em back)
Determined to make it they want me to fall
And praying that they is preventing that (Couple Stacks)
Wait... Young nigga sinning praying for a way (Yea)
I just got to get it, snakes in ya face
Seeing through the grass, never kissing ass
I don't give a damn if my record blast (F*ck em all)
Seeking ways for me to make these records last
I can see the future, boy ya in the past
Lustful women smash, wanna f*ck for cash (That shit there 100)
Speeding to the money, forces on the gas
Bandits in the coot like her name was crash
Free Kodak f*ck the industrial flash (Free kodak)
Dedicated to this music till I pass
Pray up to the sky I'm grinding for my dad
I pray up to the sky, I'm grinding for my dad
Pray up to the sky I'm grinding for my dad
For my dad... uhhh
Most of these people ain't with all that motion
These demons be scheming and beg for commotion (They scheming)
O.G.'s in the hood walk with limps like they toting
An Ak-47 if they leg broken
Would I be wrong if I thought I was right?
Rightfully destined to rap on this mic
Mission accomplished I'm earning my stripes
I'm smoking on feelings I'm high off this life (Oh ya)
Devils on rights and the angels on lefts
Strategically hungry he starving for wealth (Starving for wealth)
Never give up that's what I tell myself
Momma told me be humble thank god for the help
Lord forgive me for this killing I'm doing
Take this rap shit for real, grind I pursue it
My peeps tell me that I am such an influence (That shit there 100)
They feel what I'm saying heart and soul in this music (That shit there 100)
Just Different!
Yea uhh
Just Different!
That shit there 100 you already know
Rise of the Glenwood Prodigy... it's ya boy Bam
Just different!
That shit there 100!
You know that 100!
Writer: William Wheeler
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