[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
We be on the grind, fuckin' on the five straight workin' (Straight workin')
Headed for the top, that's for certain (For certain)
Ain't gonna stop 'til we in the penthouse mixin' Coke with the bourbon
Come a long way from the days we were urchin'
Now we gettin' paid for the shows, just rehearsin' (Westside, westside)
Lights, camera, action, put it on the 'gram, no caption (Nah)
Do it for the fam, no cappin'
We be on the grind, fuckin' on the five straight workin' (Straight workin')
Headed for the top, that's for certain (That's for certain)
Ain't gonna stop 'til we in the penthouse mixin' Coke with the bourbon (Westside, westside)
Come a long way from the days we were urchin'
Now we gettin' paid for the shows, just rehearsin' (Westside)
Lights, camera, action, put it on the 'gram, no caption
Do it for the fam, no cappin'
[Verse 1]
Ayy, rhymes tough with the youth
I be all up on in my feelings when I'm spittin' in the booth
Yeah, I'm the mad cunt with the missin' front tooth
So sick with the bars, doctor say I got the flu
No cap
These dudes they wanna talk behind my back like a bunch of dirty rats
Why yous talk to the cops? Speaking nothing but the facts
I pull up on the scene, no face, no case (Nah, nah)
Blacked out from my head all the way down to my toes
Lads already at the spot, down pat and they all ready to go
Never snitch up on the gang, free my usos, soon home
Put the [1:16] [?] to the [?]
[1:17] [?] the rhino love lost [?]
Even by the cops with the tappin' on the phones
But we tappin' on the phone, used to be up on the roads
Now I did this full time on the go like a pro
(Now I did this full time on the go like a pro)
Yeah
[Chorus]
We be on the grind, fuckin' on the five straight workin' (Straight workin')
Headed for the top, that's for certain (For certain)
Ain't gonna stop 'til we in the penthouse mixin' Coke with the bourbon
Come a long way from the days we were urchin'
Now we gettin' paid for the shows, just rehearsin' (Westside, westside)
Lights, camera, action, put it on the 'gram, no caption (Nah)
Do it for the fam, no cappin'
We be on the grind, fuckin' on the five straight workin' (Straight workin')
Headed for the top, that's for certain (That's for certain)
Ain't gonna stop 'til we in the penthouse mixin' Coke with the bourbon (Westside, westside)
Come a long way from the days we were urchin'
Now we gettin' paid for the shows, just rehearsin' (Westside)
Lights, camera, action, put it on the 'gram, no caption
Do it for the fam, no cappin'
[Verse 1]
Ayy, rhymes tough with the youth
I be all up on in my feelings when I'm spittin' in the booth
Yeah, I'm the mad cunt with the missin' front tooth
So sick with the bars, doctor say I got the flu
No cap
These dudes they wanna talk behind my back like a bunch of dirty rats
Why yous talk to the cops? Speaking nothing but the facts
I pull up on the scene, no face, no case (Nah, nah)
Blacked out from my head all the way down to my toes
Lads already at the spot, down pat and they all ready to go
Never snitch up on the gang, free my usos, soon home
Put the [1:16] [?] to the [?]
[1:17] [?] the rhino love lost [?]
Even by the cops with the tappin' on the phones
But we tappin' on the phone, used to be up on the roads
Now I did this full time on the go like a pro
(Now I did this full time on the go like a pro)
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