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heat - grindhard e lyrics

[intro]
(lorenz, don’t stop)

[verse]
i’m in cali doin’ a hundred down figueroa
came back to flint paranoid, doin’ thirty down fenton road
drivin’ while black, they swear you sellin’ dope
real lean addict, get a pint, might only sell a four
nine times out of ten, you gotta be somebody that i know
the other ten percent, you gettin’ taxed is what you gotta know
f*ck a b*tch, but i can’t spend the night, baby, i gotta go
plug callin’ on the other line, he said, “vámonos”
alright, ran off on his ass, i told him adios
plrs, fns, and glocks, we got a lot of those
caught a p*ssy n*gga out in traffic, thought he seen a ghost
my lil’ n*gga stay on bullsh*t, i can’t be seen with ghost
the opps can’t stand him ’cause he always keep ’em on they toes
but mе, i be knockin’ n*ggas off they feet
bettеr hope i don’t catch you in that alley on that side street
i’m gon’ have to change the name and the picture on my id
’cause i keep glock on me everywhere i be
and i’m always outside, it ain’t that hard to find me
i don’t never talk to 12, they gon’ have to come and find me
had too many cars in my yard, they tried to fine me
b*tch, i’m stayin’ independent, they can’t sign me
all black on with black 1s, i’m lookin’ grimy
stab you up and shoot you four times, that’s a five*piece
couple years ago, all i wanted was a nine*piece
was in the studio with mike and rio tryna find beats
had a main b*tch, but had ****, that’s my side piece
i done had it all and lost it all quick as an eye blink
i learned to cherish everything i got for the time being
baby girl, you mine, but i’m just yours for the time being
might go to la or miami for the sightseeing
can’t forget the glock ‘fore i leave, ’cause i might need it
stopped servin’ fiends and started sellin’ to rich white people
yeah, them my type of people
matter fact, if you got some money, you my type people
just got a call from roxanne, she said, “michael need you”
if you get any type of scripts, i would like to meet you
my clientele ask me, “where you been? i can never reach you”
don’t text my phone with all that hot sh*t, just say, “i need to see you”
if you say the wrong thing, i’ll probably never meet you
no bag, stayin’ with your dukes, i could never be you
if your b*tch come around me, she gon’ wanna leave you
g*r*i*n*d hard, i can never teach you
can’t believe this broke*ass n*gga askin’ for a feature
the cheapest i’ma go is twenty hundreds, dig a little deeper
a n*gga thought he could check my temp, so i brought my heater
f*ck around and put it to his head like he got a fever
you was gon’ do what when you see me? n*gga caught amnesia
pistol*whip his ass with the heat, i think he caught a seizure

- grindhard e lyrics

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