On Da Grind - Yo Gotti
[Talking: Yo Gotti]
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...I'm a young n_gga, money and power
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North memphis Survivor...I'm a young n_gga, money and power
[Yo Gotti]
I was a young n_gga thugging now, moms bugging now
Getting the Third Degree, for bringin drugs in the house
Getting my ass in, but my mama had to spoil it
Ran across my work, flushed my sh_t down the toilet
F_cked me up bad, but I tried to ignore it
Couldn't though, why? cuz I owed the n_gga for it
125 grams eight one yo-la, 50 doller power tell blue motorola
Broke up my tube and my scale, I got no luck
Hold up, mama even threw away the soda
I remember this sh_t like it was yesterday
Falling in the house late, seent the look on mama's face
I knew something was wrong, by the smile and the smirk
You know the look you get when your mama really hurt
She shook her head, I dropped mine, ya'll already know
Boy you selling dope, get your sh_t you got to go
[Chorus x2]
I'm on the motherf_cking grind
You think this easy, you out your motherf_cking mind
You could see the sh_t I'm doing, if you was blind
Straight up, I'm just trying to get mine
[Yo Gotti]
What am I to do now, where am I to go?
And how the f_ck I'm gonna pay this n_gga for his do?
Been looking for me, got a n_gga kind of scared
And all the other n_ggaz looking up side my head
They said he came through, layin low with his beeper
Two, Three cars Two, Three Desert Eagles
Got me a fresh quarter ounce and a beeper
F_ck it, I'm a grind till my bank get steeper
72 hours had 28 elither
Know what I'm talking about that uncut ether
Junkies lookin whoin, goose neckin and browsing
Word got around, I sold up the Public Housing
[Chorus]
[Yo Gotti]
One week later had 4 and a split
Called up the n_gga, told him told him come get his sh_t
I'm a real n_gga, I just ran into some problems
All the time you think a n_gga tried to slick rob ya
Thinking about my mama and them, I'm ready to go home
I'm fifteen years old, out here on my own
Mama let me back in, mama real strict
After school, straight home, no phone, no sh_t
Now doom in my room, I assume I was broke and it's true
So what the f_ck a n_gga gone do
Called grip, I heard he just got back off a trip with that sh_t
Man f_ck it, I'm getting back with my click
[Chorus x2]
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