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[Intro]
Yea,Yup
[Hook]
And i tell em ,If i don't grind then i don't eat
If i don't shine then i don't sleep
Coffee keep me up I gotta chase the cream
Fuck fame, I gotta feed the team
Imma get it till the death of me
Imma get it till the death of me
Imma get it till the death of me
Fuck fame, I gotta feed the team
[Verse 1]
I come straight from the gutta
Shout out to my my mother
My sisters my brothers
Love em like no other
Told em if I don't grind then i don't eat
If I don't shine then i don't sleep
Them days when I struggled
Had no money, had nothing to eat
I'm like kanye talking through the wire
Weak rappers should retire
Gotta grip on the game like some pliers
I keep applying
And this shit ain't just rhyming
Gotta put the time in
Get in the booth and spit some facts
If I'm lying I'm dying
I speak real shit when i spit
I'm tryna go legit
I ain't worried bout shit
Nigga no time for no bitch
Cause I chase money don't chase hoes
I fuck once then change clothes
I only fuck with a few niggas
I guess that's how the game goes
Yea,Yup
[Hook]
And i tell em ,If i don't grind then i don't eat
If i don't shine then i don't sleep
Coffee keep me up I gotta chase the cream
Fuck fame, I gotta feed the team
Imma get it till the death of me
Imma get it till the death of me
Imma get it till the death of me
Fuck fame, I gotta feed the team
[Verse 1]
I come straight from the gutta
Shout out to my my mother
My sisters my brothers
Love em like no other
Told em if I don't grind then i don't eat
If I don't shine then i don't sleep
Them days when I struggled
Had no money, had nothing to eat
I'm like kanye talking through the wire
Weak rappers should retire
Gotta grip on the game like some pliers
I keep applying
And this shit ain't just rhyming
Gotta put the time in
Get in the booth and spit some facts
If I'm lying I'm dying
I speak real shit when i spit
I'm tryna go legit
I ain't worried bout shit
Nigga no time for no bitch
Cause I chase money don't chase hoes
I fuck once then change clothes
I only fuck with a few niggas
I guess that's how the game goes
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