What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for To get my people off the corner Cause I see death there on the corner I gotta make it, all or nothin' Turn that nothin' into somethin'
Ain't tryna to work no 9 to 5, I gotta hustle, bro I had to quit that shit I had to get my hustle on Now I'm chargin' for my features, niggas buggin' though They want a friend, they don't need to know my struggle though I'm in the lab, I'm goin' ham, I feel untouchable My people waitin', they like, "Dej when you gon' drop Sell Sole?" They tryna knock me off my square but I can't fuckin' go These niggas, they don't wanna help, they want the X and O's I gotta get it how I live and ain't gon' sell myself I might be too real for this shit is what I tell myself I love this shit, I want it bad, what would you do for wealth? A couple cars, a couple cribs all to yourself Say what's your purpose, dawg, tell me what's your purpose, dawg? Hidden agendas, niggas hoes, they be purpin', dawg They be so fuckin' fraud, I'm a fuckin' star I'ma keep hustlin', ain't gon' stop until we all ball
What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for To get my people off the corner Cause I see death there on the corner I gotta make it, all or nothin' Turn that nothin' into somethin'
My name buzzin', that fame comin' I feel this music in my veins, cousin I'm grindin' for my mothafuckin' family I wanna buy my mom a house in Beverly Hills A million cash, would you kill for it? I'm a million cash, my niggas, they gon' kill for me Don't wanna see my momma cryin' 'bout no bill money Fuck all this petty shit, let's get some real money Nike Cortez', yeah they fresh up out the box I ain't takin' these off 'til it's a hundred in that box I see death around the corner, woah, R.I.P. to Pac I see the niggas who killed my daddy, it's gon' be a world war Choppas singin' at their throat, it's gon' be like, "Ooh la la" I'ma keep on grindin' until I'm on world tour I can't let these niggas play me, gotta do it on my own I'm responsible for makin' sure that all my people on
What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for To get my people off the corner Cause I see death there on the corner I gotta make it, all or nothin' Turn that nothin' into somethin'
Gotta get, gotta get, gotta get my family off them corners I've been grindin' for so long, it's 'bout to pay off I'ma make it, you can put that on my father I'ma make a mil and spend it on my mamaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
