4.E.V.E.R. - Grindin

Put it on the
Put it on the
Put it on the
Put it on the team
One hundred, I'm me
Jimmy Bulter, zz
Talkin shit, Homie G
You mad, be aggressive
Final second, no pressure
Twenty five, learning lesson
Life hard was hectic
Hurt twice, two scars
Drunk much, crash car
Cope feelings, at bars
Long nights, it's ours
Im alone, cudi zone
Many problems on patron
Mixed emotions, never home
Rather die, I suppose
Fuck that, get turnt
Off days, I work
Non Stop, like Ferg
Momma saying, go church
She worried, I'm curse
Sorry momma, you hurt
Gettin better, not worse
Buy you, Gucci purse
Did wrongs, move on
She left, baby gone
Race continues, marathon
Doing good, she respawn
Boss shit, Sean John
No sweat, stay calm
Beast mode, like megatron
Blasting off, I'm neutron
Spitting fire, got napalm
Got swag, based god
Rookie season, Saquon
Never retire, Akon
Hold up, run it back
Leading rappers, quarterback
Kirk Cousins, like that
Hold up, run it back
I'm ballin', want supreme
Throwback, ice cream
Join club, bbc
Rock designer, Louis v
The captain, MVP
Realness, I bleed
Winning, bringing heat
The fam, we eat
Marshawn, go beast
Get tricked, no treats
A dog, off leash
The songs don't repeat
These rappers is jokers
These rappers is posers
These rappers is losers
These rappers is smokers
I've been grindin'
Grindin all my life
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I've been grindin'
Grindin all my life
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been grindin'
Grindin all my life
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been grinding
Grindin all my life
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shoot stars, aim moon
Making it, too soon
Beat odds, don't lose
We legends, word juice
Smart mouth, Deadpool
They fake, like cartoons
Tough guy, he goon
Scared fighting, pulls tool
A soldier, fighting alone
My feelings, don't know
No calls, on phone
Too scared, on own
No regrets, tombstone
Feelings inside, I condone
Being mature, I grown
Got hate, my cologne

Written by:
Everardo Gonzalez

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