(Chorus)
slow grind..
slow grind..
what you n***as know about that slow grind
somtimes it dont come fast, it take time
what you n***as know about that slow grind (Verse 1)
i aint bullsh**ting at all, need a tylenol
so i can lay it down and go to sleep till its time to ball
i can do this sh** im my sleep i aint trying at all
b**h you know i been here before i aint lying at all
had to get back up on my feet, had to grind it up
took them plastic bags out that box, i was tying em up
when i get that iced out watch, they'll be dying to f**
b**h im talking so many coupes, ill be dying to truck
so many colors on the chevy its candyland
everytime i ride through the hood there go candyman
three point fives and them sevens im hand to hand
b**h i hit that brick with the hammer that handyman (Chorus)
slow grind..
slow grind..
what you n***as know about that slow grind
somtimes it dont come fast, it take time
what you n***as know about that slow grind (Verse 2)
somebody roll another blunt i aint ready to go
b**h im just chillin doing me so just let me snow
got that glock 9 and its ready to go
hustler got no time for a cut im just lettin it grow
and i dont know where its coming from im just lettin it flow
damn right this is what i duz im just lettin ya know
??say empty pockets just to get?? i got bills to pay
so i had to add traffickin to my resume
yea i rolled straight pa**ed the task with a half today
then i took some time countin cash that i had today
thats why i had the rari for the deal just ask jazzy phae
cuz i beat that b**h with that ?fourth? just like ?Annie May?