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jevin - powder كلمات الأغنية

01.powder

new fashion anthem beat

grinding harder grinding dust

hook

grind hard
powder
roll up
paper
self made
made of
worries
like mister rager

want more
encore
4/4 (four – four)
sean combs
drop bombs
more songs
turn my foes
into haters

ima ima ima ima ima shake my pants
ima ima ima ima ima make them dance

grind hard
powder
roll up
paper
smell of
flowers
turn my foes
into haters

mj pt

ima roll it up like it’s my last hit that gas blowin stash that’s mixed with hash
them plastic bags discarded repotting flowers into gl-sses
weight them digits talking m-sses
countin stacks then bless my plug
hoes wanna get free shots
couple hits then their times is up

take another hit but i’m not chilling
grindin harder til i reach a milli
heads up high breaking the ceiling
my stamina value more than a billion

i’m getting addicted to this feeling
ammunition enough for a k!lling
and my eyes getting green but i ain’t trippin
sipping one last time for i be whipping

roaches burning nothing left
smoking all that sh-t we have
make these haters getting mad
they jus wanna be part of us

my left eye focused on these stacks
my right eye focused on that gr-ss
my lungs inhale too many bags
counting them checks
keep on grinding uh

hook

mula pt

on that cash flow
on that cash flow
fill them bags bro
chasing hoes thats whack bro

counting stacks yo
my eyes be on my hands bro
my hands greener than gr-ss bro
and my green bout to turn to ashes bro

gonna grind these flowers til every single doubt becomes powder then i snort that sh-t
and feel the power i am looking for a milli money shower
wanna burn towers making my bendo hotter than chili powder
know my worth ain’t gonna hurt myself for eight bucks an hour or work myself to expiration til my limbs become sour
keep on grinding til them axes break
then nick another skateboard gom do whatever it takes

can see this day when ima wake up from sleeping on greener beds
when i flex too hard in front of these haters til i break my legs
forget the past never gettin mad only counting checks
collecting bags til my pockets reach the floor and then turn to sacks

hook

- jevin

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