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letra de grind don't wait (rion saint x rose gold) - rion saint

[intro]
(rion saint)
rion saint
grind don’t wait
(rose gold)
rose gold
and the smoke rolled

[verse 1: rose gold]
i’m a player turned boss d-mn i feel like magic
p-ssin’ paper to my team, a queen on the fabric
i’m at it
do you know what it’s like to break necks in traffic?
splittin’ meals to splittin’ mills
that’s just semantics
d-mn i been through it man
and since i started this sh-t
yeah i got a lot for your friends
i came up off a pseudonym
use a pen to get to the ends
they needed somebody to try and give ’em bars i told ’em i’m a f-ckin’ prosecutor then
it’s people that gotta pick a pocket, no eight-ball
and gotta play with keys, no ray charles
told about an american dream and sold ’em a great wall
now they sendin’ flint water?
d-mn that’s a late call
to them, keep your head up
it’s a crooked agenda
went from no flights to delta and from delta to jets pro
the pj come get us, headed to venice, i’m getting lettuce, i’m gettin feta
stackin’ my bread up, when i’m in the tesla
i fill up my red cup a little bit extra

[chorus: rion saint]
time never stop tickin’ and the grind don’t wait
put all of my faith into gettin’ my cake
i’ma get it my way any calendar day
smilin’ back on life at michigan state
in a brand new crib with a brand new whip
get a bentley, beamer, and a g-6
get a brand new b-tch, maybe have a couple kids
they gon act like they knew me before i was rich

[verse 2: rion saint]
time never stop tickin’ and my tongue always itchin’
i gotta write down everything i’m thinkin
breath runnin’ short but my money lookin’ long
so i pray on the day that y’all hear my psalms
mind went wild i could rap for a mile
bout the ghosts that talk to me then and now
i’m hungry for the money
i been craved the honnies
and the big body benz or the mulsanne bentley
feel the cold touch of a phantom’s embrace
when i’m lookin’ at the solid black rolls royce wraith
got ghosts on my mind
can’t feel my face
up at the crack of dawn cause by blunt been laced
whenever death dial i press that red ‘denial’
i’m not another body they gon add to the pile
i’m lookin’ for the light
i need to shine bright
cause this whole sh-t could just end in one night

[chorus: rion saint]
time never stop tickin’ and the grind don’t wait
put all of my faith into gettin’ my cake
i’ma get it my way, any calendar day
smilin’ back on life at michigan state
in a brand new crib with a brand new whip
get a bentley, beamer, and a g-6
get a brand new b-tch, maybe have couple kids
they gon act like they knew me before i was rich
amen

- rion saint

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