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trf boog - grind hard lyrics

im from a city where we hustle grind hard, get it out the mud. where im from u get up out da yard and go n get a plug. pray the money never change ya dawg, never switch on blood. no glock under gen 4 for the squad, switches just because. ridin clean n makin dirty money, sh_t thats all i know. b_tches settin n_ggas up and f_ckin opps, thats just how it go. same ones who got envy towards you line up but call you bro. they catch one of yours just like odell well sh_t you gotta score

ridin in the back of the black truck tent the windows they can’t see my еyes. ima young turnt n_gga run wit grave diggers so a body don’t comе as surprise. im bout a bag n_gga man i talked to the gods said i need mine before my demise. im from city where n_ggas dont make it home to see the babies the land of the slime. bro just hit wit a flrrr boom n he ain’t make it this sh_t gettin wicked, i keep my glock by my side when i slide gotta move righteous cause im worth a ticket. i don’t trust b_tches my heart cold as ever. my b_tch she know that im gangsta whatever , i got a b_tch over east said she playin for keeps told her play it safe play wit the devil. baby mama she be trippin i ask not, dont you remember when we was the have nots. she want her body done talkin bout ass shots, told her get it im tryn give her backshots. n_ggas they talk more then hoes and i hate it, had to lock in man im tryn be the greatest. im puttin nap ona map put the city on my back sh_t whether they love it or hate it. im from a city where n_ggas is slimey my baby they crossin you out bout a bag, n_ggas know better then playin wit stunna im puttin sh_t up i put that on my dad. and i ain’t wit beefin cause if one ya fans try to diss me its no coming back i get evil, wait lemme chill i ain’t on that no more im just worried bout pape gotta take care my people

- trf boog

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