On The Grind

Biggie Down

Composición de: Biggie Down
C'mon, man
I'ma do
Yea wassup, c'mon

I put my life on the line
I'm keepin' it real when the streets hit the twilight
I put my teflon on and I'm on the grind
Now I can get hostile or do shit on my own time
I read somewhere: What you're doin's snappin'
I ain't stoppin', man, my lines keep blastin'
Last year, I woke up a good look, damn it feels good
In my Bentley bumpin' Big Ghost 'round my hood
All-in on my deck, my hands grippin' on the tec
Come slow down, look at me 'cause I demand respect
I keep grindin', ain't got time for actin' like bitch made
Around me, my niggas thuggin' for the place

I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own lines
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own rhymes
Damn, I know how to bang
Like a dog, I'ma soldier runnin' my own game
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own lines
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own rhymes
Damn, when my gun go flame
Like a dog, I'ma soldier runnin' my own game

I close my eyes and prayin' to the Big Man everyday
Days go by, days come and I'm still on my own chase
I ain't steppin' out nah my friend nine
Whata fuck, I'ma black on black Bentley with my black nine
When I get the 'round wit my same ol' nine
Muhfucka, you know why I shine
Niggas ratin' the respect of who gun bigger
Hope my homies have a fuckin' good day, nigga
I'm rich ain't no more hell
That's why I'm still reppin' my block and my shit sells
Damn, mothafucka, I told ya
I'm strapped like a soldier
I mean, you gotta do somethin', baby
Y'all be talkin', yea, Biggie gonna firin' like crazy

I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own lines
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own rhymes
Damn, I know how to bang
Like a dog, I'ma soldier runnin' my own game
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own lines
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own rhymes
Damn, when my gun go flame
Like a dog, I'ma soldier runnin' my own game

I'm on top, uh, your never gon' be
When I get 'round you, your never gon' see
Count 1 to 3, while I'm loadin' up my gun
Muhfucka, when my clip loaded done, pussy nigga run
You keep screamin' haaa and I'm gettin' paid in NY
Pull the trigga like bang-bang or hold up ya shot
Check my gang, my gang and me ain't no stop
Muhfucka, I ain't say shit
So listen up, mothafuckers on my dick

I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own lines
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own rhymes
Damn, I know how to bang
Like a dog, I'ma soldier runnin' my own game
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own lines
I'm on the grind, gunnin' my own rhymes
Damn, when my gun go flame
Like a dog, I'ma soldier runnin' my own game

Yea
Hol' up, stash ya clips, uh
Stash ya gun
You wanna get in on?
I got a lot more where that came from
Fuck ya lines, I don't care 'bout ya shit
Game over
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