5th Child - Grind Till I Die lyrics

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5th Child - Grind Till I Die lyrics

[Verse 1: 3rd Shift] You know who it is man It's the boy 3rd Shift a Cincinnati monster Mr. sh**-on-your-favorite-producer My model for the oh eight is no sleep My man 5th about to get them and my man G-Eazy is about to split them [Verse 2: 5th Child] Ho, I run this and I don't give a care about your flare or the dough or the team that you run with ‘Cause I've been on a roll since I made my first hundred Anybody standing in my road to riches is getting done with Fiending for the green, addicted to the skrilla Since the lady with the wings put a quarter on my pillow 5th'll do to beats what fat kids do to sweets What you're doing on a mixtape, I'm doing in the streets Yessir, playing for keeps, dawg I'm sonning cats, running rap Never seen defeat like my stomach's fat, run it back Gotta keep it southern, I am from the Jack Brothas in the club chase a freak that can make her cheeks thunderclap Proceed with caution or sleep in a coffin I'm a walkin' BOLO BOLO when it comes to this nonsense yep Peaceful often. Rap beef is not an option Unless n***as heads is blown up. Then we can get it poppin' [Verse 3: G-Eazy] Whoever said I ain't the realest must be autistic, that's ridiculous I got bar style artistic and meticulous I'm living this game on my back and 3rd Shift with us We got an epidemic washing tip like syphilis The team here this time there's no stopping me To say he's next in line is quite possibly In fact more of a prophesy If you ain't getting dough well then go rhyme harder is my philosophy I'm taking sh**s on rappers making a mockery It's unavoidable I'm next it's no democracy How you own three chains and no property Homie you eating sloppily, I feast properly I probably get charged with armed robbery Pistols to the rap game Come out of everything that you got for me You can try there's no stopping me I'mma rhyme till it's a casket and six feet of dirt on top of me G-Eazy [Verse 4: 3rd Shift] That's right n***a that's right n***a Till the casket is on top of me baby For [?] I'm going real hard Like my man [?] said real hard in these b**h a** n***as No sleep, I sleep when I'm dead And until then I'm on the grind hustling Trying to get it [?] baby From the N-O to Cincinnati and to the bank to the D and everything in between My bad 5th can't forget about Jackson [?] 3rd Shift 2008 baby Cincinnati monster You know what, I'm changing my sh** this year Instead of Cincinnati monster, I'm Mr. Take-a-sh**-on-your-favorite-producer [?] and if not its a motherf**ing crime, a felony and tear stains [?] 3rd Shift

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