budha lovaz 2k23 - big grind lyrics
bg1: put up getting racks where u can find me
if u getting money why tf u mind me, real n*ggas on da side not behind me
dont repeat myself n*gga cant rewind me, if we talking numbers i dont f*ck with nine three (12)
f*ck the model hoe go where u find peace, ya aint what im on then u wont be by me, this b*tch stick to me like we was siamese
im known for being bad since adolescence
every day i talk to god i dont need a reverend
i take heed from n*ggas who done lost thats a lesson
not in a bad way but sometimes its a blessing
really cant complain cause a n*gga aint stressing
life pretty good & i wear it like a necklace, always first place i aint heard about a second
smoking good reefer got me floating like the heavens
all i can do is really send out me a message
gotta keep one up u really having sh*t get treacherous
n*ggas move wrong they done f*cked up they blessing
they ignore u to other n*ggas they express it
wont leave my kids out they wont get neglected
i been getting paid not a rookie ima veteran
n*gga speak truth dont just go around aledging
every dog gone get its day when it get reckoned
u know we smoking dope baby & we fly as h*llll
put that sh*t on sh*t f*ck it might as well, we dont conversate we just tryna buy and sell
elite with the motion i cant lose my clientele
cant be with the team all he do is lie & fail
u was with him too u aint got the right to tell
rat ass gangsters only gonna die in h*ll, say he outstanding never spent a night in jail
any set up sh*t ima make em bite da sh*ll, all them broke days n*gga that a strike a bell
the cigarette lit cause we tryna hide the smell
say he aint know he must wanna ride with 12
turnt stash spots got the police sad asl, still aint conversing so im guessing pride a k!ll
i done really seen real n*ggas cry fr, i done really seen real n*ggas die fr
he sober then he cool n*ggas getting high to k!ll
if he say he rolling then we gotta drive this wheel
knowing whats at stake n*gga gotta hide the steel
gotta watch the n*ggas who just up and lie to chill
he dont know much but i bet he fye the steel, they smoking to be cool they dont get high fr
got her own money so she give me slight appeal
right aint wrong n*gga so who right fr
smoke the best dope i aint doing it out a hookah
n*gga play he fried we gone call him lil hooters
gotta slow it down u dont see them f*cking troopers
b*tch we young and black so u know they tryna whooop us
nevermind the sneaky talk the see us they salute us
just picked up a lil 30 ball in chatanooga
i wouldnt wanna be yo man baby he’s a loser
reason why u seen me and u try to give that coota
happy in life so i call this love buddha, good community watch my kids play with scooters
they thinking bout the present im planning for the future
n*ggas walk around this b*tch like they never knew ya
ball in my hand knowing im a executer, look da p*ssy good but yo friend a lil cuter
lil bro got a head bout to see what heat suit her, when u super up n*ggas turn into rooters
up at the crack of dawn for it like a rooster
if he loyal then u gotta give yo mans a booster
ima work a b*tch like a geek work computers
had my own mind i aint need a f*cking tutor
broke n*ggas mean but see me i got some humor
check out how im living boy u bet not go off rumors
all he talk is money but big grind get it sooner
in my own sp*ce n*gga cant get near my lunar
gotta treat ya ppl right and keep around ya shooter
he aint got it right now just a late bloomer
heard the b*tch a dog well im guessing im a groomer
im about to turn her up and then become a scuba
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