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grindszn! (feat. JrWorm) Video (MV)




Performed By: 10KNYX
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: James Gibson, Michael Anderson
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10KNYX - grindszn! (feat. JrWorm) Lyrics




Test, test, test
Ahem
Uh-huh
Yeah
I know I'm getting potent cuz Mama don't like the raps no more
Traded hope for focus, my dollars ain't for attracting hoes
I'm like, "Let's get active," ain't poppin addies, I'm back in mode (Hold up-hold up-hold up-holdup)
Ion think they really listening to him though
Let's run that shit back
Come on

I know I'm getting potent cuz Mama don't like the raps no more
Traded hope for focus, my dollars ain't for attracting hoes
I'm like, "Let's get active," ain't poppin addies, I'm back in mode
Had to go for gold
Back to soul and hacking flows
I can hold the globe in this mental zone
Y'all be do-si-doing when the pencil close
When you hit the goal, y'all think the mission gone
Mind my black-owned business, mentions hit more than they did before
Looking at your tactics, I'm actually slapping bitch in folks
Lyrics looking tragic to pass it on, we can't fit the mold
Y'all wish you could stack with us
Had to be why they fish for hope
Hold it down when needed, niggas in the scope
We jumped off the porch, I might slip tryna get back up
Acting like I know the destination, plenty hiccups
The game better pick up
Your lane, bet they miss us
Unpredictable with the pencil, got plenty switch-ups
Testing the investment, labels beefing for a quick buck
Can't fix us when boxing, we done ticked up
My God gives me missions, how the windy be, he my Popovich
Ain't tryna sell a record, for the record, Wemby lobbing, I'm a lobbyist
Boxed in, but mentally, I'm hot as shit
Rolling off insomnia, it's God and me, we plotting shit
Better inking's obvious, but honor systems out of it
Understanding bullshit ain't condoning, we can't stop the shit
Pots and brick, pockets pop hits
Fuel the goons in motion, f*ck the gossip
Letting tops rip
Feeling like I'm Dot, we popping out to start the funeral
This cocky, hop off cock, bitch

Yeah
10K
Ahem
You know what I'm saying?
BackRound, yeah
It's like we on the court, you know what I'm saying?
Just dribbling this hoe back and forth
Know what I'm saying?
He pass it to me, I pass it back, bro (Yuh)
Somebody do a lay up, somebody do a dunk
Some niggas hit it from the three, you feel me? (Uh)

Knew I had potent energy
When my momma told me, "You may gain enemies off of what you doing"
Off of your synergy
Sonically, I can go promise my honesty on every track that I spit
Niggas is acting like they can't get hit
If I don't go do it, that's why I got NYX
If he don't go do it, that's why he got me
Cause of pretentiousness niggas
Only fitting agendas
The innocence disappearing if you hearing this
Hearing big things if I stick to the code
Molding off of what I done chose
I feel like the chosen one
I'm more than what's thought
Got one in the vault and you at a loss
Nigga get lost
Yeah
Feeling it, rapping it, mixing it, turning it in
It's a everyday cycle
If you the one thinking that you the one getting it then
You is better off idle
The probable cause of me feeling this way is how I go and pray
Every which way
Every single day
Just to get through the maze y'all created
Yeah, yeah
Full name
Came with the whole thang
Shows you got no shame
Hope to go mold lanes
That grow from the focus that coping important
I already done out my ornaments
Other niggas would call them some ordnance
Either way imma set up some ordinance
Cause you know that you stand with subordinates
And I know that no one is supporting it
Uh
Supporting it
Yeah
Let it be, but it's on my soul
In front of me is a world unknown
Some better things gon' come, I know
But until then, let the record show
I was rappin way before I had a fro
I said
Let it be, but it's on my soul
In front of me is a world unknown
Some better things gon' come, I know
Some better things gon' come, I know
Worm
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English

Test, test, test
Ahem
Uh-huh
Yeah
I know I'm getting potent cuz Mama don't like the raps no more
Traded hope for focus, my dollars ain't for attracting hoes
I'm like, "Let's get active," ain't poppin addies, I'm back in mode (Hold up-hold up-hold up-holdup)
Ion think they really listening to him though
Let's run that shit back
Come on

I know I'm getting potent cuz Mama don't like the raps no more
Traded hope for focus, my dollars ain't for attracting hoes
I'm like, "Let's get active," ain't poppin addies, I'm back in mode
Had to go for gold
Back to soul and hacking flows
I can hold the globe in this mental zone
Y'all be do-si-doing when the pencil close
When you hit the goal, y'all think the mission gone
Mind my black-owned business, mentions hit more than they did before
Looking at your tactics, I'm actually slapping bitch in folks
Lyrics looking tragic to pass it on, we can't fit the mold
Y'all wish you could stack with us
Had to be why they fish for hope
Hold it down when needed, niggas in the scope
We jumped off the porch, I might slip tryna get back up
Acting like I know the destination, plenty hiccups
The game better pick up
Your lane, bet they miss us
Unpredictable with the pencil, got plenty switch-ups
Testing the investment, labels beefing for a quick buck
Can't fix us when boxing, we done ticked up
My God gives me missions, how the windy be, he my Popovich
Ain't tryna sell a record, for the record, Wemby lobbing, I'm a lobbyist
Boxed in, but mentally, I'm hot as shit
Rolling off insomnia, it's God and me, we plotting shit
Better inking's obvious, but honor systems out of it
Understanding bullshit ain't condoning, we can't stop the shit
Pots and brick, pockets pop hits
Fuel the goons in motion, f*ck the gossip
Letting tops rip
Feeling like I'm Dot, we popping out to start the funeral
This cocky, hop off cock, bitch

Yeah
10K
Ahem
You know what I'm saying?
BackRound, yeah
It's like we on the court, you know what I'm saying?
Just dribbling this hoe back and forth
Know what I'm saying?
He pass it to me, I pass it back, bro (Yuh)
Somebody do a lay up, somebody do a dunk
Some niggas hit it from the three, you feel me? (Uh)

Knew I had potent energy
When my momma told me, "You may gain enemies off of what you doing"
Off of your synergy
Sonically, I can go promise my honesty on every track that I spit
Niggas is acting like they can't get hit
If I don't go do it, that's why I got NYX
If he don't go do it, that's why he got me
Cause of pretentiousness niggas
Only fitting agendas
The innocence disappearing if you hearing this
Hearing big things if I stick to the code
Molding off of what I done chose
I feel like the chosen one
I'm more than what's thought
Got one in the vault and you at a loss
Nigga get lost
Yeah
Feeling it, rapping it, mixing it, turning it in
It's a everyday cycle
If you the one thinking that you the one getting it then
You is better off idle
The probable cause of me feeling this way is how I go and pray
Every which way
Every single day
Just to get through the maze y'all created
Yeah, yeah
Full name
Came with the whole thang
Shows you got no shame
Hope to go mold lanes
That grow from the focus that coping important
I already done out my ornaments
Other niggas would call them some ordnance
Either way imma set up some ordinance
Cause you know that you stand with subordinates
And I know that no one is supporting it
Uh
Supporting it
Yeah
Let it be, but it's on my soul
In front of me is a world unknown
Some better things gon' come, I know
But until then, let the record show
I was rappin way before I had a fro
I said
Let it be, but it's on my soul
In front of me is a world unknown
Some better things gon' come, I know
Some better things gon' come, I know
Worm
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Writer: James Gibson, Michael Anderson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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