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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Laurence Daggs Jr
Victor Laurence Daggs Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathan Zadow
Nathan Zadow
Producer

Lyrics

I been grinding on the low You should see who in my phone aye I been grinding on the low You should see who in my phone People won't leave me alone Like they know I'm finna blow aye Sorry mom I ain't been home I feel like I need the thrown I been grindin on the low low low low low low I been out here on the go go go go go go I been grindin on the low Damn this is the life I chose GOD is hope Antidote or the remedy up in the city ouuu that I show Show much love they don't know How I feel I gotta be the o n e this fasho Take me serious recorded a project then hit the road It don't even feel real this the first time that I wrote Everything be off the dome Might a lost a chromosome If it does go over yo head man just know that you a slow I'm just ahead of my time when aligned wit my soul Still wit the same producer who made in my zone Told him can't wait until you can drop out up on the phone The match is lit this I know Went to Houston got some gold Just to show You cannot take this away from me in concrete I'm the rose Especially where I'm from ain't no sun but they blow All these guns in they lungs just to heal they need smoke R I P to you step in the booth and then I let it go I been grinding on the low You should see who in my phone People won't leave me alone Like they know I'm finna blow aye Sorry mom I ain't been home I feel like I need the thrown I been grindin on the low low low low low low I been out here on the go go go go go go I been grindin on the low I been grinding on the low Hold up wait hold up wait My girl look like centerfold NBA NWA Which side I don't know But a nigga wit an attitude and hope I'm hip hop you can tell how I float Call that 400 years and a boat Got no chains on my throat Cuz they cannot hang It's a noose if you approach Coldest cat in my city feel the breeze see the snow See the smile see the glow Ever since tour I told myself to keep the hair low Nappy kid wit a comb On my momma man I gotta be the next Sean combs That's Diddy act saddity Got the keys but I don't In my city show no envy cuz it's bigger then us both I Listened to GOD everytime he spoke. Bumped nas back in high school to cope Wit those all those small minded people and folks Opposite Who hate Black's and I quote No gangs ties slanging hope I been grinding on the low You should see who in my phone People won't leave me alone Like they know I'm finna blow aye Sorry mom I ain't been home I feel like I need the thrown I been grindin on the low low low low low low I been out here on the go go go go go go I been grindin on the low Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin Grindin
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