Jt Money - On The Grind Lyrics
East coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say east coastEast coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say east coast[jt money]I want the jackpotThe gats, the yachts, the fat knots, the big houseAnd fly *****es I can dig outI need a room for every day of the weekBut right now its kinda hard tryin to stay on my feetI gotsta hide itDolla bill dreams of a poor hustlaAnd I gets money wit no bustaThats why I dont ***** wit a lot of niggazCuz hoe niggaz foul out bout gold diggerzSee Im a nigga tryin to get byGet highAnd get that money right so I can get flyI want the finer (? ? ? ) skins the leathersWake up every mornin wit 2 *****ez in bedIm high forevaLazer beams guard my doorChampagne bottles on the floor from the nite beforeDa money man bes the illestI mean foreallistKilla gets hot man like phillis[talking]Hey you j you know we gotta put it down babyKnow what Im sayinWe gotta put it down for the 9-9 know what Im sayinYou gonna put it down[chorus]Keepin my mind over matterPeople walkin round talkin that chit chatterAint nothin goin on but the rain around hereIts about all who you knowPound for poundToe to toeBlow for blowAint nothin goin on but the rain around here[jt money]Everthangs addictive sex, drugs and gamblinFat chunks, fly cars, *****ez and gun handlinNiggaz goin out for the goods dont believe meIm tryin to move on up like georgia wheezyBut shit aint easyEverythangs a hustleCrackas out to rush youNiggaz out to touch youCamoflauge down but never camoflaugnOut on the grind tryin to bump fed chargesInformation be leakinBullets heat seakin93 hour peepinNowadays I be creepinIts a God damn shame how dis game make a niggaAlways see in benzos, lexos, lacs and figgasAnd fly ass *****ez out for the witchinBut aint no thang here ***** you cant get disBut when you get disTheres plenty more to earnWhen you got fast loot in your pocket dat shit burn[talking]Ay yo biYou know what Im sayinYou got dem niggaz and dem hoes out thereYryin to come up off of youYou know what Im sayin[chorus]Keepin my mind over matterPeople walkin round talkin that chit chatterAint nothin goin on but the rain around hereIts about all who you knowPound for poundToe to toeBlow for blowAint nothin goin on but the rain around here[talking]Yo boy you been puttin it down for 10 years nowKnow what Im sayinIts yo time to shine nowSo all yall wannabes need to step back babyThere ya goYou got the keys to the benzKeys to the houseKnow what Im sayinGot 3 million in the trunkAnd you know I got you some of the poudyFor you to smoke on the way where ever you wanna goAnd put it down any state, round the world, nationwide baby[jt money]I came up so now a nigga sittin on buttNowadays when you see me Im in nothin but plushLuxary autoGet loose my mottoI sip and swallowBubbles right from the bottleCript joint the followThey get me niceGirlies lose they site from starrin at the iceGot grip like a vicePockets stay fatAll my niggaz in da pip holdin gatsMy mob is thick evrybody sittin on cheeseWit fly ass *****ez wit tricks up they sleeveDa boys burnin trees and fonto leaves*****ez wanna skeeze for honey bees and gsBut naw ***** them hoesA nigga cant stand emFlow get low when them hoes leave you strandedNaw ***** dat shit ***** get out on the groundI aint tryin to spend shit ima hold on to mineWhat?[chorus]Keepin my mind over matterPeople walkin round talkin that chit chatterAint nothin goin on but the rain around hereIts about all who you knowPound for poundToe to toeBlow for blowAint nothin goin on but the rain around here (2x)
