God Bless Belly

[Verse 1]
I put my hands together and pray
God bless the grind
Stunt this hard, they call it death-defying
What the fuck is show and tell
To the deaf and blind?
Never mind, you would never mind
Who’s next in line? Who’s next in line?
Real player, never needed extra time
I pray this life will be forever mine
And pray the real ones never die
Serenades from that money machine, Al Green
Hot boy, 400 degrees, so extreme
Only seen the sun once in a week, no between
Tell her jump off, jump in the sea
I brought a bungee with me
She want to be down, she want to be down
She want to be down, she want to be down
Come into town with one pound at least
Pop pills at sundown, we come down for weeks
Back before I ever copped my first key
I had to sell a couple O’s to cop my first V
I been killing shit, can’t hold back
On my Tiller shit, I think we souls trapped

[Hook]
I put my hands together and pray, god bless the grind
God bless the grind
God bless the grind
And pray the real ones never die
Said I put my hands together and pray, god bless the grind
God bless the grind
God bless the grind
Never mind, you would never mind