Lyrics of Grindin

August Alsina

pochette album Grindin
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(hook)
We come from forts and expeditions, slangin' pipas with ambition
Cause back in my younger days that's just how we make a living
Thats how i was thought to grind learnt to hustle from my moms
Thats that g shit and the g simply stands for grind

(verse)
(grind', grind', grind', grind', grind')
Imma drop this shit for the hell of it
Cause im outchea gridin' can't tell me shit
People asking why you took so long, how you go so strong
Because it's timing in all this shit, will a nigga trynna
Let his past go keep be reminded of all his shit
Niggas dont go as hard as i do, i be fighting for all that
I'll get, quisition why you hatin' on me, cause i'm probably grindin' his bitch
Everybody who was checkin' for a nigga and was reppin' for a nigga
I appreciate your prayers i respect you my nigga, a lot of these lames keept hatin' on a nigga
When i took a little fall you was steppin' on a nigga, if you keep it one then i salute yo my nigga
If i see you comin' for my i shoot you my nigga, but im grindin' like i got something to prove my nigga
Bet you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes my nigga, a lot of my niggas ain't here this year
I cry for all my nigga, love everybody in my squad i die for all them niggas
I give a fuck bout all these rumors, cause the truth will ever be in them, and they love to see when i'm losin'
So they hate to see when im winnin', that (?)house i made it, only 22 but im bout my business
If theres a million dollar club i'm in it, determined to get it so this shit don't face me
Even though (?) i see no competition i refuse to be defeated
A lot of these nigga ain't breaking it off, i cash this check for my family and all
I just got out of my comma it showed me that when god is for me no weapon can hold me
Thats why i go hard in (oew?) to my homies and i pay homage for niggas before me
(fool?) came back and told me go hard like ginobili and grindin for all this shit
Doctor tell me i'm exhausted and shit, can't stop now am never gone quit
Not until i see my mama not quit mowing for nothing, and i see my brother just livin' for a livin'
And i see my squad spending money like its nothing, that way i'm grindin' everyday till to make a way because

(hook)
We come from forts and expeditions, slangin' pipas with ambition
Cause back in my younger days that's just how we make a living
Thats how i was thought to grind learnt to hustle from my moms
Thats that g shit and the g simply stands for grind

(outro)
Imma drop this shit for the hell of it
Cause im outchea gridin' can't tell me shit

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