Enough

[Produced by Kenoe] [Intro] If you grind strong enough If you grind long enough If you grind hard enough [Verse 1] Oh Lord, I woke up this morning and started praying And only niggas feeling my pain, know what I'm saying Dear Lord, street life ain't no game, know what I'm saying It's for my money really, fuck the fame and I ain't playing See I passed the rock a couple of times, let me assist Nigga me and ya'll together how the fuck we gonna miss Nigga all we worry about is how the fuck they gonna flip Cut the window drop things, I swear to god they gonna trip Meet the haters meet the feds, now that's gotta be a sign Smoked a blunt and laughed about it, writing lose my mind Hit the booth and spazzed out, almost lost my mothafuckin' mind Bought a mic for these hoes, you know my mothafuckin' grind Sleep is the cousin of death, and I'm alive Thug Motivation plus inspiration equals survive They tryna rob me of this success with no disguise I know that shit was hard on you Young[?] [Hook] (If you grind hard enough) You can stack a few mil' nigga make it out the streets like me (If you grind strong enough) You can be a trap star nigga be on TV and keep it G (If you grind long enough) You can take care of your nephews and your nieces and your moms and your girl (If you grind hard enough) You can stand on top and tell these hatin ass niggas It's Tha World [Verse 2] I'm on deck, on point, I'm straight, I'm cool Got the whole 500, drop dead old school Live by the G Code nigga, I don't break no rules And when I was in the streets I ain't see no dues All I know, come through use the kitchen do the dishes Rock hard say your prayers say your muhfuckin' wishes Jizzle what you do you sick of hopping out a 'Coupe Cop a four door nigga hop up out it in a suit Giorgio Armani, still represent the struggle I'm in Giorgio Armani, still represent the hustle See a man made the clothes, clothes never made the man And if a nigga tell you different he ain't seen a hundred grand All I heard is what I couldn't do, All I heard is what I couldn't be Yet I'm still determined on these niggas, just look at me Sometimes I lay up in my bed, think 'till my head hurt Fuck rest I'd rather stress, yeah we call that bad work [Hook] [Verse 3] Okay now fuck that bullshit, get off ya muthafuckin ass You working with yourself you grind that muthafuckin half And when you grind that half you pay your muthafuckin staff And then you take the hood you do muthafuckin math Fuck that ho bullshit, get off your muthafuckin ass Get off your fuckin ass nigga stack your fuckin cash And when you stack your cash you pay your muthafuckin staff And then you take the world you do the muthafuckin math [Hook] [Outro]