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Yo, Rocky A new day Yeah Flip a dollar, mek it bigger, wi fi richer Eight figure, pull up inna bare Bimma When mi 'memba 'bout di one room we raised inna Mi seh mi pocket haffi phat, it couldn't stay slimmer Money run, bank account a page ringer Food mek share dinner, full a bare stinger Some bigger doubts still a float Cane River Full a dead face like a grave digger 'Cause where I'm coming from I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door I keep holding on And I told myself I will never let go And I will never fail, woah (Woah), oh Pon di grind herе today, yuh haffi go out and a look it, yuh see it? Every hustler know weh mi mеan Cyaan siddung, wi out a look di money green (Yeah) Brooklyn, Bronx, hear mi nuh Queens Mi send fi Gucci dung and Louis V's And if a mama, she haffi good, I could neva lie So if it slow pon di grung, wi a go tek a flight Willing fi go di extra miles fi live some betta life Christmas mi neva used to gift a likkle life 'Cause where I'm coming from I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door I keep holding on And I told myself I will never let go And I will never fail, woah (Woah), oh Pon di grind here today It's easy pull the trigger But it ain't easy to move your mom out the hood That's a real man job (Uh) Your sister, your mama, then your cousin's needed next Then the lil' cousin's needed The nieces, the nephews Everybody gotta get, that's a real man That's how we livin' and that's the code we livin' by We tryna be young kings All that other shit plays out 'Cause where I'm coming from I just can't go back, go, no flip dat door I keep holding on And I told myself I will never let go And I will never fail, woah (Woah), oh Pon di grind here today
Writer(s): Jamiel Foster, Marlon Demond Baugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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