Bocca Jones - My Grind (feat. Mo Gwap, D-Lyric & Paul-Kingg) Lyrics

Crust In my eyes wake up to a new sun rise
Leg Lock Rubbing on her thighs
Girl I sympathize but you know the money is the prize
Gotta go and chase it for a dime
Money on my mind
Dollars on my scenes
Pockets so heavy I've been limping
Listen cause I don't wanna leave
But girl a nigga Been pimpin
Simpin Is done time to go run up my funds
Time to go chase me some ones
Making new stacks aint go no time to relax this moolah won't let me attach
If you knew that then tell me why you on my back
All this nagging fell like an attack
Caking won't make me no bread so let me hang up ill call you right back
Hustle or the pussy hate to choose one but the money push me
Gotta go for the bead not the cookie
Get the money first then I get the nookie
Look how they book me so I gotta go promise
I aint missing no shows money in a rose
Yeah that pussy fire but it can't keep a nigga from the goals
Pure shine ,get right
You see it multiples
(Multiples, yeah )
Tell you good night
I got to chase my grind
(Got to chase the grind)
Can't wait on mine
I can not Waste my time
(Not waste my time )
You choose the vibe
You cannot escape
Hight
(A wave a vibe)
The silence is golden the loud is green
The drink is strong them niggas is weak
The cup is red the liquor gone bleed
Them Carrots smooth if they blowing on trees
Money to get I'm going with greed
They going with peace I'm going with leave
Energizer bunny I'm going with speed
You going with me you aint going for free
The hustle its never ova peep what I told ya
Swear when I'm sober cold shoulder like mid October
Hit her from the back fictional closure
We are not closer we are not kosher
She is not paper I can not fold her
I can not hold you I want to hold her
I gotta go bruh Man what's the hold up
You won't get sorry's or apologies or
Catch me begging please on both my knees
Walk a mile trip on both my feet hands down
Even if I don't have the sleep
Grind so hard gotta make time to breath
Grind so hard Tony jealous of me
Ball so hard Kayne And Jay-z
Ride the wave but then I surf the breeze
Pure shine ,get right
You see it multiples
(You see it Multiples, yeah )
Tell you good night
I got to chase my grind
(I Got to chase my grind)
Can't wait on mine
I can not Waste my time
(No I can't waste my time )
You choose the vibe
You cannot escape
Hight
(A wave a vibe)
If money make the world go round
Why you still act like a clown
Still never even try to hustle round
Still never even try to touch a pound
Sliding stakes on a box that's a match
Yeah I got it on lock but you can't see the latch
Women keep they hand out cause they say ima a catch
Glock in my church pants what you think ima slack huh
So much cheese Im a Mac
Yeah I got the blues rubber band in a stack
Done mastered my craft I can bring my slogan back
Walk on egg shells that's a toe tap knife in the car go thats a lot flap
Get flat like a low mat hot potato with the hollow hold that
Like a Snapple better know facts But ironic you just know Cap
Like ID ima show that if I miss a bag then Walmart prices ima roll back
You the type the spend ya last dollar on a stripper just to make her roll back
Or cat where ya nine lives at
18 daggers need a 2 double that soak in ya own blood like a bubble bag
Cause if its hustle in ya blood you would know to bubble that or even double that nigga
Pure shine ,get right
You see it multiples
(You see it Multiples, yeah )
Tell you good night
I got to chase my grind
(I Got to chase the grind)