Hustle 'n' Grind

Yeah
Hustle and Grind
Yeah eh yeah
Its KODEEEEEEEEEEEE
Eh, Uh

Rollies on my wrist too
Rollies and the Benz too
See these fake niggas tell them where I've been to
Started from afar and we were selling rags too
Calling me a fam too nigga you're lying snitching at my back to
Was living real but you were just fake to
Stab me in the back and later call me fam to
No motivation I was feeling like I'm lost to
Nigga hating so much you were snatching my bitch too
Fans coming KOD that's a lie to
Bad news everyday I just had to cry too
Daddy you were here but eventually I lost you
Had no one to talk to
Had to go illegal but I was scared of these cops to
Moving to the streets getting money I was forced to
Came up with these niggas and they wanna see me down to yeah

Too many niggas gotta hear from me
Chale you Dey slack you gotta learn from me
The hustle and the grind no be small thing
Brotherman make your fucking eye dey gee
Too many niggas gotta hear from me
Chale you dey slack you gotta learn from me
The hustle and the grind no be small thing

Tryna be my brothers keeper bro want attack me
Wonni bi aa me ma wo sika you wanna rip me
Pulling in my own beamer nigga jealous me
Why these bitches coming so much they just wanna stress me
La borrow cannot show me pressure you want impress me
Brotherman wanna go so far you wanna curse me
These bitches I Dey see them now they used to resh me
I'm fucking gonna fail you nigga if you want test me
Wow!

Too many niggas gotta hear from me
Chale you Dey slack you gotta learn from me
The hustle and the grind no be small thing
Brotherman make your fucking eye Dey gee
Too many niggas gotta hear from me
Chale you dey slack you gotta learn from me
The hustle and the grind no be small thing

Now I got the bag with papers
Side to side all haters
I can fucking ball like I'm the lakers
I bought a fifty thousand acres
Get your money right and pay me for features
I'mma cut your vibe like scissors
(I'mma cut your vibe)
(I'mma cut your vibe)

(Ey)

I'm the same man
24 Karats running on my hand
I don't trust niggas and I don't depend
These niggas hating but they try to pretend my real gees ain't up to ten
Staying in a mansion you're stack up in a tent
Bitch told me bye money come now you want return
Cashing every second we don't think even when we spend

My nigga we gon' blow
You for take it slow
Money we gon post
My nigga we gon blow
Mark it on the wall
My nigga we gon' blow
We for take it slow
My nigga we gon' blow

Too many niggas gotta hear from me
Chale you Dey slack you gotta learn from me
The hustle and the grind no be small thing
Brotherman make your fucking eye Dey gee
Too many niggas gotta hear from me
Chale you dey slack you gotta learn from me
The hustle and the grind no be small thing