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letra de grind flow - lil 2jay

[verse]
if you love that n-gga, right before you sleep, y’all should pray
and in yo prayers, you should ask yo’ god to open the gates
put all yo’ feelings in the bottle, toss it up in the lake
get yo’ position on a ride, that’s how you knock off his face
john legend in the coupe with k!llas’, all of em’ bang
drop a bag, put it on his and then that’s when they bussin’ your ass
n0body knows, what goes on in my brain
this world so cold, i heat it up with that flame
youngin’ thirteen on the block, shootin’ heroine in his veins
you love that girl, that ain’t yo’ girl if she don’t feel yo pain
that b-tch ain’t right for me, i had to cut off my switch lanes
speak on my name, on the court, b-tch i’ma knock out yo’ brain
where yo love go and where yo’ time go?
ridеr, top shotta, that bro ninaj flow
movin’ like a president lil n-gga, keep that iron though
lеt go yo’ past, movin’ fast, you should die slow
n-gga this that grind flow (yeah, yeah)
n-gga this that grind flow (that grind flow)
n-gga this that grind flow (that grind flow)
n-gga this that grind flow, this that grind flow
to my n-ggas dead and gone, i hope and pray you made it to heaven
like f-ck that scripted sh-t we live, so i’ma preach like a reverend
better watch yo’ lips, come off the hip, blow up sh-t like 9/11
they saying i wouldn’t blow up and i say ion give a f-ck what they saying
catchin’ my n-gga, place the number real quick, i’ma bet it
sit at the table on a facetime call, while i’m talking to kevin
i get p-ssed off, pull my d-ck out, p-ss on a b-tch like r. kelly
then go to court and fight the charges, mother f-ck it, i said it
i wanna live like a king and i’ma die like a soldier
i’m with some cold blooded k!lla’s who come straight out cocola
this diamond chain come out the dirt, that n-gga play, i’ma fold em’
“speak on my momma, that’s a problem” that’s exactly what i told em’
acting like doda ima shotta swear im show em
that money stuffed all in my pockets, plus this rollie to rollie
i told my n-gga get 10 out that glock, motherf-cker i told him
clear out the lenses when i clear out the block, that fourty glock, i’ma blow it
them speakers bangin’ down the block, a hunnit rocks, he sold it
interference with the cops, that n-gga a b-tch, he done wrote it
tell me how you livin, i’m affiliated with k!lling
still got some soldiers on the street, but most is locked in that prison
this how i’m feelin’ and i love the way you be giving me attention
i got hollows off in the clip, equip that sh-t to yo’ dental
now b-tch, die

- lil 2jay

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