I Be On My grind

Album cover art for "I Be On My grind" by Trae tha Truth & Freddie Gibbs & Yukmouth

Trae tha Truth & Freddie Gibbs & Yukmouth - Rap

I Be On My grind

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Duration: 3:49

Lyrics

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] I be on my grind I be on that, I be on that full clip in my 9 I be on that break a whole pound of kush all down to dimes Niggas ain't looking for the good good, smoke to them hoes that it's on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm in the east bay Tell them hoes that I'm with Jose in the U-Haul truck, finna ship that yay Tell them hoes that I got that pack, fat dope and I brought that back In the strip club with them racks Oh no I got that sack [Bridge: Freddie Gibbs] Freddie Kane baby, make you do something strange For a piece of a change baby Bitch I don't do kiss and tell, don't say no names baby I throw that ass under the bizz-us You fuck, you suck, you suck then that's the mission if you with us Gangsta Gibbs [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] I be on my grind I be on that, I be on that full clip in my 9 I be on that break a whole pound of kush all down to dimes Niggas ain't looking for the good good, smoke to them hoes that it's on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm in the east bay Tell them hoes that I'm with Jose in the U-Haul truck, finna ship that yay Tell them hoes that I got that pack, fat dope and I brought that back In the strip club with them racks Oh no I got that sack [Verse 1: Trae tha Truth] Maneuvering through a block full of gangsters Where they mark their territory like Picasso, spray [?] is a danger Ever since I got up and got out my major I was dedicated dreaming on the floor But now the floors I walk be elevated Palomino penthouse, graduated to rent house 40 stories above the bucket niggas tryna get out Policy guarantee, haters get the messages sent out Pull up on em then go the fuck in, that's what I've been bout Exquisite taste, somewhere in the gyp to match to my ego 200k, hit the valley, match up my amigo Some were lost to something that engine move at the speed of light Bitch get exposed on site, don't know where she gon' be tonite Eh, that's so God I bless their game Take em out of ratchet Re-design em in something they call some change Even if I switch up on em, you highness they will adapt it [?] and hit the trap just to tell em the papers taken [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] I be on my grind I be on that, I be on that full clip in my 9 I be on that break a whole pound of kush all down to dimes Niggas ain't looking for the good good, smoke to them hoes that it's on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm in the east bay Tell them hoes that I'm with Jose in the U-Haul truck, finna ship that yay Tell them hoes that I got that pack, fat dope and I brought that back In the strip club with them racks Oh no I got that sack [Verse 2: Yukmouth] Elegant thug, 100k in that Louis luggage I'm big pimping like Pimp C in the Gucci bucket My coupe disgusting, lil Weezy voice yuh Mercy with the doors up, not Yeezy it's ya boy Yuk Bang, dragon gang in this thang nigga Peace [TV?] watch in the chain, Johnny Dang nigga Gallery and shop up and pop up, Versace frame nigga Cane flipper, bricks in the back of the Range nigga, I'm a made nigga And I'm an asshole by nature Selling that Big Daddy Kane on the block, they call the vapors Houston, Cali, Vegas, ballin' out, fuck you haters Like Bron , I took my talents down south for that paper Shout out to Chief and J. Prince, your nigga been paid since Hermes, Louboutin spikes and suede shit Your nigga went from cooking hard white in the basement To rocking mics with the ankle bracelet, gangster [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] I be on my grind I be on that, I be on that full clip in my 9 I be on that break a whole pound of kush all down to dimes Niggas ain't looking for the good good, smoke to them hoes that it's on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm on the east side Tell them hoes that I'm in the east bay Tell them hoes that I'm with Jose in the U-Haul truck, finna ship that yay Tell them hoes that I got that pack, fat dope and I brought that back In the strip club with them racks Oh no I got that sack

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Credits

Writers
  • DJ Fresh (USA)
  • Trae tha Truth
  • Freddie Gibbs
  • Yukmouth