Amber London - I'm Grind lyrics

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Amber London - I'm Grind lyrics

[Intro] [Hook x2: Yung Simmie] I'ma grind, I'mma grind I ain't tryna go broke [x2] I'ma spend that sh** and flip that sh** And get it right back [x2] [Verse: Yung Simmie] Man I'm hungry as f**, I'm thinking 'bout bucks Man I'm like Lebron James coming down for the dunk How you feel, keep it real, better get it off your chest I just slipped on my nights, yeah I'm coming for the check Nothing less than a vet, I ain't tryna' go broke Amber London got the wheel while I roll up dope Cause a n***a gotta smoke Pedal to the metal lets go [Verse 2: Amber London] This is for my n***as living tax free Spit the crack, 4 5th in the back seat Streets get cold so a b**h gotta pack heat Got the .44 aimed at your a** cheek, act sweet All black like a nun b**h got the gun, got to run Hot like the sun when I come b**h I'm so throwed of that lean All gold on, gone off that green But I'm 'bout green cause a b**h gotta get it You n***as lames but my flows be a acidic Holla if you wit, mane f** that forget it You can smell the kush before a b**h even lit it Gotta get on and put on for my city So I can get paid and put my momma in a Bentley n***as gon' hate, yeah these f** n***as envy Yeah I got a p**y, I ain't got nun in it n***as don't trust when a b**h be acting friendly That's why, I'm all about my stacks Posted in the back, I be smoking on that sack n***as know it's hard to find, a b**h that's on her grind Tryna' get that money and my, I'm still gon' tote that nine [Hook] [Verse 3: Nell] b**h I'mma grind Thinking 'bout a lick, I got that money on my mind Bum rush yo' sh**, cause I gotta get mine Hitters incline Running with gorilla through dungeons and whip vines That's coming to rip spines Living by the code If money is motive then let me get it and go We paper chasing the road Dough Dough lets go on the indo My n***as ride it like ten fold [Verse 4: Dough2x] Game remain the same But the faces change Lincolns turn to Hamilton's I know them by name Mind my frame, soul plane, get paid Get laid, get blazed Money is the motivation, so I motivate Calculate currency from Miami to overseas Bank respect me like Frank Paper stick to me, like paint Your b**h on my dick, you can't tell me she ain't I'ma get a meal today, you can't tell me I can't I just pray when I pull up in that Benz, you gon' faint A trick'll get hit with this K Cause if it's beef I swear I only know one way Every dog has it's day [Hook] [Outro]

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