never see yeaa I got everything You got nothing You ain't got nothin' on me I'm on the grind till the police come With that pistol on the side boy
the blow And pop it for the paper [Cassidy] I'ma hustla so I be on the grind (on the grind) I always got the money and the bitches on my mind (on my
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, Plentys
, Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
dick The block's hot, D's jump out on us almost all the time They watch us from the buildin' but niggaz still be on the grind Wayne used to call the cops
What is my destiny You tie my hands What am I supposed to see What have I done so bad What am I gonna be (Lil Wayne) I, knock on the door, hope isn't
you then dat thing wont miss you (ITll leave a itll leave a itll leave a BODY BAG X3) (Itll leave a body bag itll leave a bo body bag) Lil Wayne: Tool on
on my trail so the tracks gotta switch See niggas with money shouldnt act like this. Yeah! And we aint stressin bout shit We grindin like a mothafucker tryna stay rich The cops on
] My shit growin' like my money....Hah The Runners! Let's Go [Hook] Dip Dipset I get on extra Grind, I Get On Extra Grind I Get On Extra Grind, When
wouldn't have fuck me, no showers on my grind you prolly wouldn't have suck'd me, just rewind my lifetime you prolly wouldn't have fuck'd me no showers on my grind
with everything but movement money talks and i speak it fluent and i keep them tools so don't be screwing around uptown in this bitch like always young money on the grind
't hate, never, not on my time I'll put that little red dot on ya mind Talkin that crime but alot of 'em lyin Im caught on the grind, never get off my grind
some D's on that bitch! And these hoe's starting to get like flea's on my shit, Have you seen the who nina she's on my hip, Yellow white diamonds call
got mega cheese Walk that walk, talk that talk I'm B.G. Papers chase so footy get my grind on I look through it 'cause I made that song gets it shine on
don't play 'cuz I'm connected like sprint Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim It's Lil' Weezy Sucking on
grind for the shine daddy Believe that One million, two million, three million, four million You smell it? If you cant bitch, go get your nose straightened out nigga {Lil Wayne
2X with variations] Money on my mind Money on my mind Money on my mind Money money on my mind Money on my mind Money on my mind Money money on my mind
[Baby talking to Wayne] Ay Wayne I know this bullshit that I'm hearing ain't true right Ya feel me These niggaz out here picking bullshit over money nigga