Grind-In Lyrics - Astro

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I used to suck at everything except rapping
I took advantage, put problems on instrumentals
And managed to make em vanish
She fronted yesterday, but she wanna see me tomorrow
Shawty play me so much, my nickname was grand the fado
Plus my enviroinment was real
I seen cj’s and cops, looking for stars in four wing cars
Lord they tryina get me
It’s all a trap bob say
I’m just tryina feed my mami with these raps I say
And these tracks I slay,
Walking, leaving my footmark, instant history
Just a tab away from your bookmark
So far we doing good for a self
That’s what these teachers say, they waiting for my yin
I bet they never see the day
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Futuristing egotistic, young and restrict your lyrics
Tryina be the god of rapping, no disrespect religion
I keep em rocking from kreashawn to picky
You had your time now the clock is ticking
I mean taking, breaking radio stations
Tell em play my joint, they want me go pop it
Sell up a target, but I stays on point
Hip hop, word!

[Hook]
Getting my grind, my grind and I’m getting it
Ain’t nothing here given, we’re no longer children
We making a living
Getting my grind, my grind and I’m getting it
Ain’t nothing here given, we’re no longer children
We making a living

I used to suck at everything except faking
Now I’m the realer one, chicks going bananas
I never used to appeal to them
Television screen, told my images
I’m the champool, change the condition, I was living it
All the dudes was tripping it
Tryina plot on taking what they have
Even if you care so freak me you couldn’t get the a mad
I’m focused, and brooklyn’s responsible for my concentration
And these tracks help me communicate with different races
Fire the shot, we all speech struggle
Couldn’t find the words to describe the pain
We all need russel
My dedication on the hunned, better get running
Cause you done it
Anything in front of something, when you want it
I don’t like y’all, I don’t like y’all music
Can’t none of y’all touch what I be doing
Radio promoting all this trash
But you wonder why the game is ruined
Y’all know why, cause y’all ain’t bumping this roaster
Or nothin like it, and that’s cool
But it just ain’t exciting
Bow down to the younging that’s catching wreck
I’m up next, protect next before I acces
And expect, nothing, less than the best
The world give world perfection
As I continue to progress in every single session, for real

[Hook]
Getting my grind, my grind and I’m getting it
Ain’t nothing here given, we’re no longer children
We making a living
Getting my grind, my grind and I’m getting it
Ain’t nothing here given, we’re no longer children
We making a living.





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------ 10/22/2014

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