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lines with lonze - grindhard e lyrics

[intro]
(lonzetheking)
good lookin’, lonze
(lonzetheking)

[verse]
we was in vegas, me and k, pourin’ lines with lonze
sh*t talkin’, it’s comin’ off my head, i can’t write a line
if i get locked, i’ma keep my mouth closed, you’d probably drop a dime
went to hutch and bought a chain, spent ten thousand, that’s the only time i dropped a dime
i was probably sixteen years old when i first shot a 9
i got an eight of morton grove, seven of tris, and a six of pai
i was ’bout to pour a four up, but i poured a five
shot three n*ggas with the same gun, two died and only one survived
call my phone if you send a message and i don’t reply
caught a casе, i got that b*tch dismissed, i gave the lawyеr five
catch a flight, or should i hit the road? sh*t, i can’t decide
if i hit the road, i’ma take somebody with me ’cause i hate to drive
smokin’ on some weed from **** that you ain’t gon’ find
i ain’t gon’ lie, if you try to shop, you gon’ hate the price
purple weed he got stronger than a b*tch, that’s somethin’ i can’t deny
i got some money that’s older than me that says “made in ’89”
me and my n*ggas split a pint of wock’—
me and my n*ggas split a pint of wock’, he sellin’ his and i’m savin’ mine
i ain’t sellin’ not an ounce out my bottle, i’m drinkin’ every line
after it’s all gone, i’ma be lookin’ for more, i do this all the time
spent a couple thousand dollars just to nod off, this a rich high
a deuce of tris mixed with a deuce of morton in one pop, i get big high
i might pour a deuce in a twenty*ounce pop, i don’t sip light
i ain’t gon’ lie, the last n*gga got popped tryna fistfight
was shoppin’, told ’em don’t worry about me, get everything that my b*tch like
buy so much sh*t, came home, looked up in my closet, bought that sh*t twice
got a sale at the south, told him i’ll be there shortly, just sit tight
n*gga got caught with some sh*t and got out the next day, it just don’t sit right
rule number five, you ain’t supposed to boom in the crib where you live, right?
i still trapped it out
told my dog i’m done sellin’— i had mapped it out
sellin’ everything for the high, you can ask around
they discontinued it in 2014, but it’s still act’ around
got caught with two straps before i could get my cpl, but it’s still tools around
stopped f*ckin’ ’round, everybody say i’m losin’ out
bought a crib, but sh*t gettin’ old, so i’m movin’ out
ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pills when i say it’s some blues around
smoke too motherf*ckin’ much, i could use some pounds
i was gettin’ money, but sh*t was gettin’ hot, i had to switch my route
i remember times i was petty hustlin’ tryna flip an ounce
if i try to add all the money i spent on lean, sh*t, i couldn’t count
spent a thousand last week, five hundred, f*ck, it’s a big amount
if i try to add the weed with it, it’d probably be a couple million dollars
i get irritated, it f*ck my head up to even think about it
antisocial, it took a minute to feel like i need somebody
grindhard, did everything on my own, i don’t need n0body
everybody got they hand out, when i was f*cked up, i ain’t see n0body
when i got on, i put all my n*ggas on, i ain’t leave n0body

- grindhard e lyrics

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