TBB Cole - GOTTA GRIND
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Ain't no time to play ( ain't no time)
I got up and handled mine today ( I handled mine)
Lately I been in that zone can't fake it ( I gotta shine)
Im chillin all I do is kick back n chase this cake ( I gotta grind )
Mm Po me up no we don't do liquor sip the lean so we don't throw it up (po it)
None of yall niggas can play wit me won't let no nigga show me up (can't do it)
Posted in the trenches wit my niggas yea we comin up (on me)
Won't waste no more damn time I love this grind I came to run it up
Ain't wasting no time they told me keep on pushin
Trynna keep my mind right don't need no limelight don't need no bullshi ( no bullshi)
It's a private party ( private)
If u on what we on we got sum work for you we'll get ya started ( on god)
I be noddin off dis drank dat shi be so exotic (im gone)
Sometimes i I can't risk it I can't leave without it
Stuff da extra in da briefcase
N save some cheese just for deposits
I stay high I'm wit the pilots
Errday shawty give me knowledge (brain)
I touch a mill imma go back to college
But I gotta profit ain't no if ands about it
Yeea (yeea) yeea (yeea)
Double up I'm trynna touch real dough
Stacking dese 100's up til they won't fold (on god)
It's really no time to play and that's the code
You niggas gon fuck up the game goin rogue
You niggas is fake n u think we don't know
Most of y'all niggas be pussy most of y'all niggas be hoes
Step to the plate let's see if the pressure expose ya
Ain't rich yet but I'm gettin closer
Be in the street but don't talk ain't really social
Don't fuck with the beefin move around we got different motives
Strictly bout paper swear I thought I told em
I know that they sleepin don't worry I promise that its noted
I'm talkin my shit this the way it's gon stick
Been quiet too long no more sugar coatin
Ain't no time to play ( ain't no time)
I got up and handled mine today ( I handled mine)
Lately I been in that zone can't fake it ( I gotta shine)
Im chillin all I do is kick back n chase this cake ( I gotta grind )
Mm Po me up no we don't do liquor sip the lean so we don't throw it up (po it)
None of yall niggas can play wit me won't let no nigga show me up (can't do it)
Posted in the trenches wit my niggas yea we comin up (on me)
Won't waste no more damn time I love this grind I came to run it up
Ain't playin I'm handling bidness
When I'm done wit dis here they gon say I'm the realest
Missin roll call don't claim you my dawg
If when it's war u gon run and stay hidden
Don't fuck wit the type to give they mans up
Just to get they bands up
Do any and errthang just to stay up out da can bruh ( the fuck !)
Rest assured I get this fame it's tucked
Only fuckin wit the gang no chumps
Gotta pick a lane and go up
Ian chasing the fame I just want the bucks
Back to the bidness
My Mind on no limit
I been certified now I'm just tryna get plenty
Ain't no slowing me down imma man on a mission
Ain't living this life without running up digits
Ain't no time to play ( ain't no time)
I got up and handled mine today ( I handled mine)
Lately I been in that zone can't fake it ( I gotta shine)
Im chillin all I do is kick back n chase this cake ( I gotta grind )
Mm Po me up no we don't do liquor sip the lean so we don't throw it up (po it)
None of yall niggas can play wit me won't let no nigga show me up (can't do it)
Posted in the trenches wit my niggas yea we comin up (on me)
Won't waste no more damn time I love this grind I came to run it up
Written by:
Jonathan Cole
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