TraTurnUp - Back on My Grind/Pop 1

That po was wearin my ass out huh
You ever just get tired of being po
You ever just wake up sometimes in the morning
And just go (Its go time, Its go time)
(Its go time, Its go time) (Yeah!)
Another po ass day

OG's always tell me you gotta stack this paper
That other shit gone come later the women always gone be here
But you cant be broke just make that clear (Huh Damn)
I contradicted myself on what I wanted and I needed
Man I was so heated my own thoughts was killing me
From doing me you wouldn't believe it
But now i'm blessed up yes amen (God)
Next up if its in his plans
Her breasts up no implants
I messed up damn not again (Damn)
Man I really put my all into the mic
They don't wanna give you a call
Til' they feeling right
Took a lot of long days and some overnights
Man its a whole lotta things that be overpriced (Facts)
If you gone be a man then take a stand
Move forward with ya plan and don't stop
That was my problem and word got out
So my homies said you need to get out that box
So just take yo time take yo time
And you'll be fine that's fasho tho (For real)
Don't wait in line make your own line
They'll get behind and follow

I'm back on my grind I'm back on my grind
I'm back on my grind I'm back on it (Woo)
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my grind
I'm back on my grind I'm back on it (Let's Go!)
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my grind
I'm back on my grind I'm back on it
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my grind
I'm back on my grind I'm back on it (Hold on)

(Yeah) Worked on my craft for 2 years
Now I really got an advantage
Certain people said they had my back
I turned around and they had vanished
Dropped fly or die the next one we gone be jayhawking like we Kansas
And she be downing all alcohol like its water or candy

She gone (Uh)
Pop 1 Pop 2 (Yeah)
Pop 1 Pop 2 (Pop)
Pop 1 Pop 2 red cup full of that jungle juice (Drank)
Pop 1 (Yeah) Pop 2
Pop 1 Pop 2 (Uh)
Pop 1 Pop 2
Play city girls that's her go too

The boy be really overdoing himself and that's not understatement (Facts)
I just want us to join hands and come together like the United Nations
She jump on the stick act like a witch wow she really casting spells
N****s rode my kindness and took it for weakness
So I wished em all farewell
I get my grind on while at home so when I'm gone I'll have my strong
She not fat she big boned and hey big girl is her ringtone
It ain't bout the money I'll treat you right
And don't have to get paid for it
But n****s doing anything for the money
And they happiness not tryna wait for it (Damn)

Car got black seats 4 black rims and black tint
If you wipe its coated the paint is not coming off
Black widow my shit Natasha Romanoff
N****s want beef but I throw it stroganoff
She want the meat but its crazy she played it off
I guess all this hard work is paying off
I'm thankful and giving butterball
Shout out to my relatives her ass like a elephant
If you told I ain't telling i'm slowly building up
Subtract negativity and the good gone be added up
Tell ya day 1s divide it up
And if yo n****s mean well and they fuck up
Then tell them they not doing well enough
And that just want be enough

Worked on my craft for 2 years
Now I really got an advantage
Certain people said they had my back
I turned around and they had vanished
Dropped fly or die the next one we gone be jayhawking like we Kansas
And she be downing all alcohol like its water or candy

She gone (Uh)
Pop 1 Pop 2 (Yeah)
Pop 1 Pop 2 (Pop)
Pop 1 Pop 2 red cup full of that jungle juice (Drank)
Pop 1 (Yeah) Pop 2
Pop 1 Pop 2 (Uh)
Pop 1 Pop 2
Play city girls that's her go too

Written by:
Travien Davis

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