(Verse)
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Grindmode til the death of me
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I hope you niggas know that I will never leave
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Inebriated killa, I don¡¯t carry heat
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Waiting on my detox but doc gave a recipe
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So here I am cooking like these white folks
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Next to Don P tryna call me like a life coach
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You talk slick ? my anger gets the best of me
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Doofy choppas, next coofy rockers next to Puerto Ricans
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I ain¡¯t Drake but I¡¯m breakin hoes over weekends
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The flow¡¯s peakin, damn near blowin speakers
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I live in the moment, we first heard ether
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My verse fever, your song whack me more rever
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I¡¯m in this shit til they throwin mean parades
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Intercourse a woman name Cherrey, I know for one day
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Forgive me, I¡¯m a bragger, I don¡¯t give a fuck
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Deal¡¯s on the table, I¡¯m the nigga takin bigger cuts
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Bitches hoppin in the truck, I¡¯m still drivin the 9-7
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So all I really told you is I bees myself
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My weed is health, we don¡¯t need to breathe hell
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Trees melt while her knees fell by my deep spell
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I ain¡¯t always on some conscious shit
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Ignorance is high, I¡¯m displayin what they promissin
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If hell froze and you was meta world cold
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You still couldn¡¯t hurt me with your elbows
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Maybe every line you can see him comin
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But you just like every dime cuz they see me comin
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Raw spitter, infamous in grind mode
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P only sign me cuz he know I¡¯m bringing fine hoes
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To every show packed out with racks out
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If sex equals strategy I got her pussy mapped out
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All praises to me signing the infamous
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My shine will be infinite, my grind call him militant
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So before you niggas start with why you signed him?
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Do your research and see how I was grindin
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(Hook x2)
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Back to the essence, back to the grind
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Back to the money and the table full of shine
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Back to these hoes tryna play me for these racks
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Grindmode infamous, we gifted on the track
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(Verse)
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Fuck that, get money, have fun, thug hard
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Have sex, take drugs, get drunk
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We don¡¯t give a fuck
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You wanna pop homey, load man hit him up
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Just watch where you¡¯re pointin that gun
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Better respect my space, you violate I¡¯mma jump
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All OV skull, blood coming out your ears
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Baby chillin out now sayin never again
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Yea, come get your hip-hop fix
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You want hardcore shit? This raw as it gets
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One sample will turn your whole body numb
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Shoot this in your veins and get G¡¯d up
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Our reality is on another realm
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The haters can¡¯t see me, I don¡¯t need a force field
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I¡¯m too much on my grind, I stay busy
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Get with me or get left behind
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(Hook x2)
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Back to the essence, back to the grind
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Back to the money and the table full of shine
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Back to these hoes tryna play me for these racks
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Grindmode infamous, we gifted on the track
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Grindmode Infamous
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| Realm Reality |
