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Grinding
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Grinding został wydany 3 maja 2026 przez BackendBoyzEnt jako część albumu Bring TNT Back
album cover
Data wydania3 maja 2026
WytwórniaBackendBoyzEnt
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM95

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toren Truitt
Toren Truitt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toren Truitt
Toren Truitt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MixedByKrueger
MixedByKrueger
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Im like time right after time I just been grinding for sum more
We been listening for them sirens when they near it's time to go
They try take me away from bro the law don't quit they want us both
I try tell them people it's no other Renn it's only one
He was fiending to get out we smoked him before he hit that door ****
Point at his head cut off his dreads all with that pole ****
We slang that iron and make em' pray just like the pope ****
This too much ice up on my wrist shit got me froze ****
My brother died felt like I died right on that floor wit em'
You out your mind boy we don't beef about no hoe ****
Step back open fire bet not reach you gone get smoked ****
Can't let the demon come alive cause I'm a go getter
Trying cop this AP
I just stack I don't eat
They can't focus cause they see the shine in my teeth
I'm a young ****
That's just the difference with me
They want beef so we feed em' like bon appetite
Gotta let shit go
My energy gon' touch they soul
The money talk and I've been told
That boy you a soldier
Give it to em' the best I know
Can't speak about sum shit I was told now I'm back in that mode now
This money growing out my pores
I need me all them drugs for sure now
I'm bringing them loads out
It's a green light let's go
Tryn be the one to knock those doors down
Im like time right after time I just been grinding for sum more
We been listening for them sirens when they near it's time to go
They try take me away from bro the law don't quit they want us both
I try tell them people it's no other Renn it's only one
He was fiending to get out we smoked him before he hit that door ****
Point at his head cut off his dreads all with that pole ****
We slang that iron and make em' pray just like the pope ****
This too much ice up on my wrist shit got me froze ****
Written by: Toren Truitt
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