Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Times change, people change
Cops Still Killing Niggas
Tell me how that ain't changed
Get a strap, get vest, get a lawyer
Now tell me that that ain't game
Son in the house playing Fortnite
Yeah he a Soulja Boy & he'll hit youuu with it
Tryna let my kid still be a kid
But I damn near can't cuz the streets too wicked
At an all time low I'm too lifted
Blowing out gas just getting to the bag
I exhale the smoke and reflect on the past
It's so much shit that I haven't got pass
So many people that I gave a pass
Should've kick pushed my whole foot up they ass
Still pushing forward so I gotta laugh
They tryna be 1st but I'd rather Last
I just kept true to my path
I just kept honing my craft Yea Yea
If you knew me Back Back
Tell me I'm still not on track Yea Yea
This is just a light flex but I need more checks
F*cking with the crypto stock & the forex
Need so much money Forbes can't ignore it
You can keep that fiat gold more important
Gotta make a fortune to be fortunate
We know the odds out here disproportionate
Don't get stuck up in the matrix going corporate
If Feds question me look I don't know nothing
Kids need some game well I do know one thing
Them Bills Keep Coming Girl
Them Bills Keep Coming Boy
Them Bills Keep Coming Yea
Them Bills Keep Coming
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
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Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Times change, people change
Cops Still Killing Niggas
Tell me how that ain't changed
Get a strap, get vest, get a lawyer
Now tell me that that ain't game
Son in the house playing Fortnite
Yeah he a Soulja Boy & he'll hit youuu with it
Tryna let my kid still be a kid
But I damn near can't cuz the streets too wicked
At an all time low I'm too lifted
Blowing out gas just getting to the bag
I exhale the smoke and reflect on the past
It's so much shit that I haven't got pass
So many people that I gave a pass
Should've kick pushed my whole foot up they ass
Still pushing forward so I gotta laugh
They tryna be 1st but I'd rather Last
I just kept true to my path
I just kept honing my craft Yea Yea
If you knew me Back Back
Tell me I'm still not on track Yea Yea
This is just a light flex but I need more checks
F*cking with the crypto stock & the forex
Need so much money Forbes can't ignore it
You can keep that fiat gold more important
Gotta make a fortune to be fortunate
We know the odds out here disproportionate
Don't get stuck up in the matrix going corporate
If Feds question me look I don't know nothing
Kids need some game well I do know one thing
Them Bills Keep Coming Girl
Them Bills Keep Coming Boy
Them Bills Keep Coming Yea
Them Bills Keep Coming
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Times change, people change
Cops Still Killing Niggas
Tell me how that ain't changed
Get a strap, get vest, get a lawyer
Now tell me that that ain't game
Son in the house playing Fortnite
Yeah he a Soulja Boy & he'll hit youuu with it
Tryna let my kid still be a kid
But I damn near can't cuz the streets too wicked
At an all time low I'm too lifted
Blowing out gas just getting to the bag
I exhale the smoke and reflect on the past
It's so much shit that I haven't got pass
So many people that I gave a pass
Should've kick pushed my whole foot up they ass
Still pushing forward so I gotta laugh
They tryna be 1st but I'd rather Last
I just kept true to my path
I just kept honing my craft Yea Yea
If you knew me Back Back
Tell me I'm still not on track Yea Yea
This is just a light flex but I need more checks
F*cking with the crypto stock & the forex
Need so much money Forbes can't ignore it
You can keep that fiat gold more important
Gotta make a fortune to be fortunate
We know the odds out here disproportionate
Don't get stuck up in the matrix going corporate
If Feds question me look I don't know nothing
Kids need some game well I do know one thing
Them Bills Keep Coming Girl
Them Bills Keep Coming Boy
Them Bills Keep Coming Yea
Them Bills Keep Coming
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don't stop
If you still breathe breath then it's time on the clock
New nigga shot dead & they died on the spot
Only really got you when you behind the locks
Okay no way the grind don't stop
Niggas living code red tryna break out the box
All the people going wild they done blew up the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Writer: Christopher McCollum
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Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., O/B/O DistroKid