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Shine Cause I Grind

Hoes on my nob and I ain't got a job

I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob

I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind

I shine cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and robHoes on my nob and I ain't got a job

I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob

I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind

I shine cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and robOkay, I shine 'cause I grind and all I fuck is dimes

I broke the whole pound down and re'd up four times

A street hustler, I gotta get it up any way I can

And keep my eyes on them boys jumpin' out them black vansI'm a man, get it right, 'cause I ain't playin'

Six shots out the roof, it'll make you feel what I'm sayin'

And these hoes be on my nob, like a motherfuckn' hand

Every fight, the Mariot, she let me beat it like a bandI never had to rob, I never had a job

They wouldn't hire me 'cause I was lookin' like a slob

At school I was a fool, my grades was off the wall

Was failin' every class so they wouldn't let me play no ballI started makin' beats,then hooked up with these thugs

Been grindin' everyday while steamin' away from sellin' drugs

Didn't have to steal no dubs or leave um' wit no pocket lint

Nigga, I'm shinin' cause I'm grindin', I been shinin' ever since hoeHoes on my nob and I ain't got a job

I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob

I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind

I shine cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and robHoes on my nob and I ain't got a job

I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob

I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind

I shine cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and robWatch me, y'all a be lookin' for a come up

Stay on the grind all the time, gotta get mine, I'm a hustler

I stay away from the haters and the bustersNaw, I ain't fake, I don't talk 'cause I don't trust you

Never gotta sell rocks just to get dough

I do my shit the right way just so I can get mo'

'Cause if you don't you gon' use it as a question

And try to bust a nigga's head everytime the money get lowYou already know money is my mind frame

Nigga's jackin mine, they ain't got no type of mind games

'Cause Ellenwood is where I hang

Do my shit myself, got my own rules and my ways

I got a aura about myself and that's greatnessNever settle for the less, stop all the hater shit

Don't get offended 'cause I'm gettin' mine to make it

And I'm tryin' always, can't nobody come and take thisMoney makin' my everyday mission, I slippin' if I don't flip

All you suckers, you listen this pimpin'

Keep these bitches whipped straight from the bottom now

Ballin', ridin' high with my niggas, never could I be a lame'Cause them lame's don't count figures, they roll nickel's

And they definitely love to hate and I shine in their face

While they throw they life away

I'ma keep on countin' cake

Keep that yip yap to yourself

I got music on this shelf, holla when you get a hit under your beltHoes on my nob and I ain't got a job

I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob

I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind

I shine cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and robHoes on my nob and I ain't got a job

I shine 'cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and rob

I shine, I shine 'cause I grind, I shine 'cause I grind

I shine cause I grind, I ain't gotta steal and robLook, I got nigga's playin' pitty pat tryna get that kitty kat

Ain't no shame 'cause I need a nigga with a job

I'ma grind through the heat or the sleet or the snow stayin' up on my top, baby

Even through the fall standin' tall, never settle for less so I'm the bestNever second guessin' 'cause your girl want it all down the hustle

Just to get it off the muscle, if I have to I'ma struggle

'Cause I am down for my nigga's crime mob

Never better for deez streets for the heatYou better practice what you preach

'Cause everybody want a lil' peace

Now you fucking with some real o.g's

Every time we hit the scene, all that bullshit gon' deceaseCatch a nigga with a stick

Beat haters gon' get slick

Come up with some [unverified] and mothafucka

Songwriters

JONES, MIKE / TREADWELL, DETRAL / SMITH, ALPHONSE / CARPENTERO, BRITTANY NICOLE / USHER, JARQUES / LEWIS, VENETIA / LEWIS, JONATHAN EARLPublished by

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