Текст песни Yo Gotti - On Da Grind, слова песни Yo Gotti

Текст песни Yo Gotti - On Da Grind

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[Talking: Yo Gotti]I`m a North Memphis Survivor...SurvivorI`m a North Memphis Survivor...I`m a young nigga, money and powerI`m a North Memphis Survivor...SurvivorI`m a North memphis Survivor...I`m a young nigga, money and power[Yo Gotti]I was a young nigga thugging now, moms bugging nowGetting the Third Degree, for bringin drugs in the houseGetting my ass in, but my mama had to spoil itRan across my work, flushed my shit down the toiletFucked me up bad, but I tried to ignore itCouldn`t though, why? cuz I owed the nigga for it125 grams eight one yo-la, 50 doller power tell blue motorolaBroke up my tube and my scale, I got no luckHold up, mama even threw away the sodaI remember this shit like it was yesterdayFalling in the house late, seent the look on mama`s faceI knew something was wrong, by the smile and the smirkYou know the look you get when your mama really hurtShe shook her head, I dropped mine, ya`ll already knowBoy you selling dope, get your shit you got to go[Chorus repeat- X2]I`m on the motherfucking grindYou think this easy, you out your motherfucking mindYou could see the shit I`m doing, if you was blindStraight up, I`m just trying to get mine[Yo Gotti]What am I to do now, where am I to go?And how the fuck I`m gonna pay this nigga for his do?Been looking for me, got a nigga kind of scaredAnd all the other niggaz looking up side my headThey said he came through, layin low with his beeperTwo, Three cars Two, Three Desert EaglesGot me a fresh quarter ounce and a beeperFuck it, I`m a grind till my bank get steeper72 hours had 28 elitherKnow what I`m talking about that uncut etherJunkies lookin whoin, goose neckin and browsingWord got around, I sold up the Public Housing[Chorus][Yo Gotti]One week later had 4 and a splitCalled up the nigga, told him told him come get his shitI`m a real nigga, I just ran into some problemsAll the time you think a nigga tried to slick rob yaThinking about my mama and them, I`m ready to go homeI`m fifteen years old, out here on my ownMama let me back in, mama real strictAfter school, straight home, no phone, no shitNow doom in my room, I assume I was broke and it`s trueSo what the fuck a nigga gone doCalled grip, I heard he just got back off a trip with that shitMan fuck it, I`m getting back with my click[Chorus repeat-X2]

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On Da Grind

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