I've been grindin' my whole life, nigga I've been grindin' my whole life, Rosenberg I've been grindin' my whole life, Fam Yo, let me see, yo, uh Stuntin' on the low so they feel better Damn, why they hatin' on a real nigga? East side Atlanta where they kill niggas I was in a coma but I stayed with you I'll be right by your side, radio play me that new 3005 Bino won't die, illest rapper alive See what's up with Fredo when I'm out in the Chi Murder everything I touch, but I don't know why And he can get the business, your girlfriend love me Turn it up, who is this? Shots at your fitted Gra-ta-ta, are we not that fly? Are we not young God, is this not black excellence? I could lie to you people but my soul too sensitive Gam-b, y'all ain't got shit on me, man I'm so fly, like XYZ Threat to the throne, man, I'ma murder this You are such a poser, you ain't ever heard of this Shots at you fake boys walkin' 'round in turtlenecks And a du-rag? Wanna be me so bad And the hair so homeless, record labels want us Bino well read, like Octobers Hit me on my Snapchat, hit me on my Nextel Chirp Run up on them boys, get murked Nigga sit down, he can't stand me Curly black hair, bright pink panties Blush on the vanity, tanner with her ass out We don't have to love each other, she just wanna cash out Stone Mountain bitch, run it off a mixtape This is for my niggas up in Onyx getting shitfaced He just dropped a mixtape, she got so excited Took her to a Clippers game and niggas ain't invited Drugs on the rider, need to clean my act up Man, I thought he was an actor Thought he was a fuckin' joke, when I wrote them fuckin' notes Everything I do is dope, I hope you niggas overdose I hope you niggas hear the truth, so honest in my interviews If Parker Lewis couldn't lose, I'm blackin' out at Tongue & Groove Royalty, I run the crew, we them boys Yo, I've been grindin' my whole life, nigga Nah I'm talkin' 'bout? I'm just sayin' I'm grindin' my whole life, nigga Nah know I'm talkin' 'bout? Yo, I got some more, I got some more, yeah, yeah Let me see, Imma try and go in, uh, uhm Mothafuckin' right, we the niggas huffin' OG In the club tryna keep it low key, she was all on my D Then we fell out of it Cause I'm never really there and she tired of it Real nigga shit, real love, real pain, real intimate These niggas so scared, I'm killin' it These niggas so scared, I'm killin' it So serious, gave the wrong young niggas money They gave the wrong young niggas money Gave the wrong young niggas money Schoolin' these niggas, got so many zeros they think I'm a dummy Unlike these other niggas, man I'm really from Atlanta This dark-skinned art student with light-skinned advantage I'm ahead of my time, online messiah Who spits so much fire that you a God damned liar If you say he ain't hot, numbers don't lie Niggas do though, when they say he ain't cold Niggas need to learn code, man I'm sick with the Python Mothafucka I'm ill Born just to die, that's the human curse The world in my words, spit a universe I know they hate a nigga down in Spin Mag Worst album, best song, how you spin that? The best part is that they love Chance But our fans are the same, you should fuck with your man And I wonder what they'd say if that EP drop \"His verse was wack, his verse was hot\" I'm on my jock cause I don't need these hoes They're all the same so I don't need these clothes Same white shirt with his nappy ass hair Like \"bitch do I look like I care?\" Nah, in the end they will notice that we've been God I watched these niggas switch jerseys when your team lost And yet it's bitch move nigga, make the show 6 figures Then you fly to Kauai for a week off And his girl's body lookin' like a centaur They do what they can, I do what I want Let's move it along, the point of this song I think you doin' fine all the time, drop a fuckin' bomb, nigga Vietnam On my mom with my hand to God So my hand's on my fuckin' chest But you didn't notice Niggas hang around like we didn't notice Niggas can't help me but they want a selfie Cause their girl is a fan and they really love us? Know behind closed doors You fuck with the kid or you still not sure? Be a man about it Don't talk your shit and shake hands about it Be a man, I doubt it, I don't know I've been grindin' my whole life
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