The Grind

She love me, or she love me not I guess that means she bipolar So it's farewell, momma stay up I guess it means that it's over But maybe in our next life Still may be then don't work right No love lost, but until then Momma all I got is that jet life Had a trap house that I kept open Like a bitch that I bust open That's back then, way back when I had a nappy Fro like young kobe I hold them drums to... It's just me, I'm an one man army She text me told me she want me Man, this bitch try to ride me Damn, gotta watch my mouth Them kids listing and wack you over them Benjamins I'm a good guy, but I got a bad side I'm gangsta and im gentleman I rather just be for the hell of it Book smart nigga im intelligent you street smart nigga you killin me That shit you spit irrelevant, gone... Chorus: And I don't fuck around, if it ain't about money baby That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby Tell the girl that's on no grind, get your money, baby This for my niggas doing time, behind the money, baby And now I don't fuck around if it ain't about money, baby That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby To the girl that's on the grind, I'm getting your money baby This for my niggas doing time, behind that money baby Yeah! Here we are in this world of riches I only see the money, surrounded by all these bitches Niggas looking suspicious like I owe em something I do this grind for me and mines I owe you nothing Is funny how niggas brains think these days A million ways to get paid, you can't get yours Man it's craze! I stay up on my grind and my hustle period When I say I want it all, you should take me serious Niggas delirious thinking they could fuck with the set man were Too real to function But lames and busters only real G's and my circle the same crews I came up with I'm still running, we're getting hundreds We're splitting the money, we never don't find the shit We're sticking to the script No man about the clique ! Chorus: And I don't fuck around, if it ain't about money baby That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby Tell the girl that's on no grind, get your money, baby This for my niggas doing time, behind the money, baby And now I don't fuck around if it ain't about money, baby That paper on my mind, I'm getting that money baby To the girl that's on the grind, I'm getting your money baby This for my niggas doing time, behind that money baby