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Grindage
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Grindage was released on October 9, 2015 by Guerrilla Entertainment as a part of the album California Livin
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Release DateOctober 9, 2015
LabelGuerrilla Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blanco
Blanco
Performer
YG
YG
Performer
DB THA GENERAL
DB THA GENERAL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guerrilla Entertainment
Guerrilla Entertainment
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Guerrilla Entertainment
Guerrilla Entertainment
Producer

Lyrics

(Yeah, uh)
(Gorrilla)
(Cooking soul)
Good morning (Good morning)
Good night (Good night)
I can't stay (I can't stay)
If you don't fuck right (If you don't fuck right)
If you don't get money (If you don't get money)
I don't get you (I don't get you)
Like a pedestrian (Like a pedestrian)
(I can't hit you)
I stay prayed up, never change up
And that money only thing that entertain us
I used to smoke to take the pain away
Nell's tin case black came today
But, lord, I think these hos I fuck
Bullet bonds, none these hos I trust
**** gon' hate, but that's okay
Friends turn fake when you start getting cake
Yeah, these streets
**** gon' turn, **** don't listen
But **** gon' learn
**** in the hood selling that shine
They rather be selling than hitting that shine
I ain't trying to be the one you know you look at
Like, like, just dominate her
Ain't tryna be the one to have potential out the clip
But I ended up being that bum ****
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind
Smoked out (Smoked out)
Up late (Up late)
Can't sleep (I can't sleep)
For fuck's sake (For fuck's sake)
My bitch back (My bitch back)
My weed good (My weed good)
We balling out (We balling out)
Like we should (Like we should)
I hustle, baby (Hustle, baby)
I love you, baby (I love you)
But we ain't got trust, and all we do is fuck
Well, I guess I just wanna fuck your face
(Fucking crazy)
Fuck your brains out
(Fucking crazy)
Call my name out
(Call my name out)
Figure your game out
You ain't got shit to complain about
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind
So I'm grinding
So poor, can't move
Too slow, out of control
Stats low, out of control
Stats low, pot run
Know that's why I'm here
And I'm going back to be a dark thing
So fuck y'all, don't trust y'all
My best shot, my downfall
That great ho, that bad bitch
I stay out, paid ****
Used to play, yo, I'm a paid ****
Get my plate, yo, wanna make y'all
I hate going
I leave this phase gone
Don't get me wrong
I'm too sharp, you're a dumb ****
And I'm too smart
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind
So I'm grinding
Grind, grind
Written by: Guerrilla Entertainment
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