beatbreakin

i been canned full of hard bars

you get me?

real grindy on the streets

grind

you couldn't really tell this is a phone ting

spare no-1 shit

yeah this is real hard

niggas bust guns

fuck them little lighters

i wanna see flames

'cause

this will make a nigga

wheel up and come again

grind is the name

blud i didn't have to say that

look

at my ring

and my jacket

and my grind hat

boxers with pockets

real niggas wouldn't mind that

put your tings in them

and the feds won't find that

got caught slipping

if i do

then i'm peace

'cause the feds can't touch giggs

they're trying shit on me

i'm just tryna make p's

i start a little buis

stack a bit

then the shit turns 300 degrees

i had a j-o-b

my boss is pissed 'cause i was making money on the side

he's a d-i-c

but that won't stop me

i make my grind yeah

all my haters look look

watch me make few cheese

this is dirty disgusting

breath holding breath taking

this is normal

it's nothing

spare no-1 be

spare no

this is spare no

this is spare no

this is dirty disgusting

breath holding breath taking

this is normal

it's nothing

spare no-1 be

this is spare no

this is spare no

this is spare no

i want stacked an elastic band

i'm up early with the cocaine scales and the plastic bads

smash out coke

grab that dough

that should be the definition of a smash and grab

the amount of times i've had to clap at fags

but it's either that or i can wait 'til my back gets stabbed

somebodies snitching

i ain't acting bad

but the shit imma do when i catch that fag

niggas don't want me fucking mad

'cause that's when i'll go oldschool

rolling with my stracks in cabs

23 straps and mags

and you can go to war and tell your family right