50/50 Twin - Grind lyrics

[50/50 Twin]

If you eat as you cook, you won't have a full plate

All nighters everynight, on the block I stood late

The cash start burning my pocket, I couldn't wait

Chopping rocks, making predictions off what I would make

In the game you can't double, everything you spend

My big dog told me Twin, move it fast as you can

Like Biggie front shit is punk shit, have nothing to lend

Save that change get a piggy bank, stuff the shit in

You never know when them quarters, gon come in handy

Somebody could come rob you, and charge to your family

Gotta crack it all his piggy bank, that's horrible ain't it

Can't afford a lawyer, judges do you raw in the anus

Cars on chrome to police, like kids in a candy store

They cut holes in your seats, dismantle your door

I don't have shit bitch, what you harassing me for

Because you black guys always, flashing your cars what

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Grinding ain't on my mind, while shining is on my mind

Shining ain't on my mind, while grinding is on my mind

In order to shine I grind, I grind in order to shine

You wanna shine grind, grind if you wanna shine

[50/50 Twin]

While I'm hustling, I'm riding in a low key car

144 ounces, that's a four ki car

If I get caught with that, the judge gon throw me far

If a bitch ride with me, she gotta show me jaw

I must complete my destination, make it another day

I'm a grown man, see lil' boys they get to run and play

The last thing I need is, to be facing another case

Trying to get the first worm, waking up before day

You standing on the block, dressed in fancy is a no-no

Old school cats with cash, they dressing like a hobo

A black dude that lost discriminated, the Lex fo' do'

Shining car tattoos, associate with sell snow cones

Shine while you grind, you only waste your little time

You will never see profit, you spend every little dime

Be ready for the drought man, it's getting winter time

Waste nothing eat everything, on the plate at dinner time

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[50/50 Twin]

I swear, while writing this song on my spot

Three jump-out boys jumped out, and told my boys don't try

Thought I was a school boy, cause I had my folder

I'm always calm, even if I have my yola

Ounces under the baby, they ain't gon grab the stroller

Anyway I scratched out, when two female friends rolled up

Like a Goodyear blimp, I stay on top of my game

Guilty by association, don't hang out with the lame

While shining jackers pull up, start popping the thang

You can't even steer the snap, they even shot up your grain

Spend it all (uh-uh), save it all (uh-huh)

See the laws run from, stand still dump son

It's Christmas time they hungry, trying to get they bonus

New Years the judge throw time, trying to get real up on it

Ten po pulled up departed, and said you see what's on it

When you get out you'll have grown daughters, 25 years gon get

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