GRIND (feat. TURF TALK, CAUTION & KAOS)

chea ,the franchise, it's grind season, baby That's all we know, this your boy E-Ferocious Shoot a gang, caution in the building My nigga Turf Talk, we spillin' every game All we do is grind, all of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind All we do is grind, all of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind I need a re-up, so I picked half a key up Met up with my nigga, I jumped in his Beamer Then I cashed him out, now I'm back at the trap house Your boy could ship it out, or I could break his down My phone starts ringin', I got players in town They called and told me, they need about eight pounds Settle right cool, hit me when you touch down I could take a big order, and transport it like Graham And I got a white ho bitch posted on Broadway Got work product all day, we could go shoppin' down my hallway Looks like the candy store, dope fiends layin' on the floor Bet they come back for more Got naked bitches in the kitchen Whippin' up chickens, and washin' up dishes My hustle game's relentless, yeah I bang that shooter game From work to my niggas, it comes back like a boomerang All we do is grind All my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind I need to hit the coke man, I'm all out Beamer Benz and Bentley, pull them all out Pass me the rock, I'ma ball out Racks on racks, buy them all out The homie homie finally let his ass out All he can talk about is all the dough he missed out Smokin' on Kush, take the pain away It's hot out here, I be a fool to put this gun away Cookin' up coke, you can smell the fumes 36 zips in the living room Half a pound of dro, turn the scale long Nah, this ain't for sales, just to smoke on Smile now, cry later, get rich Only eat with niggas that you started with It's ugly in these streets though Concrete jungle, you gotta be a beast though All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind Just finessed the goofy, so I'm up some stacks Added that to the re-up, had to double back Scale , bitches, money, welcome to the track Swag like no other, so they get attached Caution, caution, yeah they better yield for me I've got a clique of young niggas, that'll kill for me Shoot a gang, I'm in the field, it's a drill No warning shots, fire busting out that grill Yet and still, I don't need a pill to fire shots I stay in my ready gear, like riot cops Cooking grease on the street, I'm bout to fry the block I'm flexing on these niggas, won't you come and shop 24-7, phone ringing non-stop I done lapped some niggas from this product in this pot Hit it with the baking soda, with a familiar odor All you gotta do is take your meal and place your order Bitch All we do is grind, all we do is grind All we do is grind all the time My niggas grind, all we do is grind All of my niggas grind, all we do this grind Grind, my niggas grind, all we do this grind All of my niggas grind, all we do this grind My niggas grind, all we do this grind All of my niggas grind, all we do this grind Where the time, my nigga grind All of my niggas grind, all we do this grind My niggas grind, all we do this grind