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Squirlly D - Grits Lyrics



Squirlly D - Grits Lyrics
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24/7 getting money is a habit
My nigga this a turtle race and you is just a rabbit
I'm clocking in dollars every day of the week
A new whip, Boy I stay in the street, you stay in defeat
I stay in the Beat, slappin' instrumentals like they owe me something
I'm always real, Bitch I never came close to fronting
Doing what I do and does it on the daily
And don't give a f*ck about a Bop unless she pay me
Hating Bitches I know Be trying to play me
But Baby it's gravy, these hutches never phase me
I'm crazy, oh you ain't know about Squirrel
How I dog punk hoes and got my game from Furl
I'm out this world, on a whole 'nother planet
Mixtape Bandit, mother f*ckers can't stand it
I'm consistent with hits, I don't slip
I've got grip, up early getting the grits
From sundown to sunup, just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
From sundown to sunup, Just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
I'm up early in the morning counting up cheese
Kause young Squirlly D do it like the OG's
I stay talking to God, at night I'm on my knees
Confessing my sins, can you forgive me for them please
Amen, writing early hours in the AM
Microphone slaying in order to get this pay in
I'm on my way in and the door is open wide
Been in it for a minute so you shouldn't Be surprised
I'm a mother f*cking riot, these rappers know I'm dangerous
Young 90s running thangs and niggas can't hang with us
Mixtape mangling, Jesus piece dangling
Squirlly D doing my thang But why they hating him
Nigga I'm a Boss, I don't trip on the cost
Putting ends toward work But never taking a loss
Nigga all about my green like Boogers
And staying on the grits like sugar
Sundown to sunup, just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
From sundown to sunup, Just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
Squirlly D Bitch I'm Back, I came in with the slap
Two twelves in the trunk, Imma pull up with the Blap
Keep it hood like that, like I'm supposed to
MOB, Cosa Nostra, f*ck a holster
Shout out to my niggas in the pen I just wrote ya
Told them to focus on the dough f*ck chocha
Focus, they ain't handing out shit here nigga
So I gotta grind like I'm Broke all year nigga
I don't fear niggas, I fear failure
On a mission to fill up the Banks like Azealia
Hustler, don't know really much else to tell ya
Flow katana sharp it will impale ya, smooth sailing
I'm on another level with this word play
The nerds say my style off the Richtor like an earthquake
Cali my Birth place, gangsta in my essence
So acknowledge when greatness is in your presence peasant
Sundown to sunup, just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
From sundown to sunup, Just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
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24/7 getting money is a habit
My nigga this a turtle race and you is just a rabbit
I'm clocking in dollars every day of the week
A new whip, Boy I stay in the street, you stay in defeat
I stay in the Beat, slappin' instrumentals like they owe me something
I'm always real, Bitch I never came close to fronting
Doing what I do and does it on the daily
And don't give a f*ck about a Bop unless she pay me
Hating Bitches I know Be trying to play me
But Baby it's gravy, these hutches never phase me
I'm crazy, oh you ain't know about Squirrel
How I dog punk hoes and got my game from Furl
I'm out this world, on a whole 'nother planet
Mixtape Bandit, mother f*ckers can't stand it
I'm consistent with hits, I don't slip
I've got grip, up early getting the grits
From sundown to sunup, just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
From sundown to sunup, Just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
I'm up early in the morning counting up cheese
Kause young Squirlly D do it like the OG's
I stay talking to God, at night I'm on my knees
Confessing my sins, can you forgive me for them please
Amen, writing early hours in the AM
Microphone slaying in order to get this pay in
I'm on my way in and the door is open wide
Been in it for a minute so you shouldn't Be surprised
I'm a mother f*cking riot, these rappers know I'm dangerous
Young 90s running thangs and niggas can't hang with us
Mixtape mangling, Jesus piece dangling
Squirlly D doing my thang But why they hating him
Nigga I'm a Boss, I don't trip on the cost
Putting ends toward work But never taking a loss
Nigga all about my green like Boogers
And staying on the grits like sugar
Sundown to sunup, just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
From sundown to sunup, Just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
Squirlly D Bitch I'm Back, I came in with the slap
Two twelves in the trunk, Imma pull up with the Blap
Keep it hood like that, like I'm supposed to
MOB, Cosa Nostra, f*ck a holster
Shout out to my niggas in the pen I just wrote ya
Told them to focus on the dough f*ck chocha
Focus, they ain't handing out shit here nigga
So I gotta grind like I'm Broke all year nigga
I don't fear niggas, I fear failure
On a mission to fill up the Banks like Azealia
Hustler, don't know really much else to tell ya
Flow katana sharp it will impale ya, smooth sailing
I'm on another level with this word play
The nerds say my style off the Richtor like an earthquake
Cali my Birth place, gangsta in my essence
So acknowledge when greatness is in your presence peasant
Sundown to sunup, just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
From sundown to sunup, Just grind til you come up
I'm all about my paper, tryna take it? Nigga run up
A hustler gotta stay about them grits
Stack chips and never get side tracked By a Bitch
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Writer: Dale Wade II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Squirlly D
Length: 3:59
Written by: Dale Wade II

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