Lyrics

(Take it off the motherfuckin' set) Yeah, long time I been talkin' 'bout it (yeah) It's on my mind, I always dream about it (what?) One day I'd make a hundred racks up out it (yeah) Fruits of my labor reap the benefits out it (bitch) Grind time, I'm on grind time (yeah) Underground where no light shine (ah) I feel this shit, it's in my bloodline (yeah) The universe is always on time I'm runnin' to that bag, like Usain Bolt Magnetic to that cash, I fit the same mould Smokin' on that oppa pack, I think it's case closed I'm trappin' that new crypto bag, that's why I lay low Yeah, yeah I speak into existence, and you are now my witness I always stay consistent, I try to keep my distance And, still with no assistance And no more coexistence, it's just Solipsism Yeah, long time I been talkin' 'bout it (yeah) It's on my mind, I always dream about it (what?) One day I'd make a hundred racks up out it (yeah) Fruits of my labor reap the benefits out it (bitch) Grind time, I'm on grind time (yeah) Underground where no light shine (ah) I feel this shit, it's in my bloodline (yeah) The universe is always on time
Writer(s): Ilya Igorevich Gulin, Makar Aleksandrovich Fadeev, Gonzales Scott Christian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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