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on grind - fes taylor lyrics

[fes taylor:]
i said, matter of fact, cadillac, f-ck an ac’
you on some pharrel sh-t, you wearing trucker hats
and how you fit a stack inside of your tight jeans
pocket full of green and chain mean, call it ice cream
sleep all day, party, play the night scene
you front on my n-gg-s, homey that’s a nice dream
i mean a nightmare, and we don’t fight fair
we’ll jump a n-gg- right out his nike air’s
the mall crib, sit on the terrace and write there
view of the projects, i spend my life here
bled on the corner, i take the head of informers
put ’em on lightpoles, after the dice rolls
took a one year break, i’m still nice, though
i was buying grams at a ’94 price, whoa
two alb-ms done, bout to throw two mixtapes out
two days apart, just to break the charts
while you was home waiting for a record deal
i’m in the streets, trapped in, making record deals
so it’s easy to me, i just laugh at you n-gg-s
trying so hard to feel us, steel last

[chorus x4: fes taylor]
money on my mind (mind)
money on my mind (mind)
money on my mind (homey, i’m on my grind
i’m getting paper, n-gg-, and you a hater, n-gg-)

- fes taylor lyrics

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