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letra de early morning grind - trdee

[intro]
mm-mm
yeah
(no, julius)

[verse 1]
same sh-t make you laugh probably make you cry
if a n-gga take one of mines, then he gotta die (gone)
you know i go by is the realest, [?]
we could really have a drip war, you don’t be gettin’ fly (you don’t)
i wake up with my mind on one thing (what you think?)
only want the bag like i don’t care about a ring
you gon’ make me mad, bringin’ up the same thing
d-mn, bro, you went out sad, you ate a b-tch that f-cked the team (why you do that?)
you know i’m always ready when it’s game time (when is it?)
i don’t care what you heard through the grapevine
i was in his b-tch guts, that’s why he hate mine
black half-evil hoodie on, r.i.p. treyvon (r.i.p.)
up early, hit the booth then i clock in (early)
ain’t gotta say i’m the best, but i’m top 10 (no cap)
you can’t even call me gang if we ain’t locked in
just because we went to school together, we are not friends (nope)
just ’cause you deserve it don’t mean you gon’ get it
i make her forget what we fightin’ about when i hit it (everytime)
when i seen you by yourself, you wasn’t even with it
it’s a couple hoes i knocked down i really wish i didn’t
you didn’t quit and i salute ’cause quittin’ can’t be easy
tryna be two million up on ’em just like like i’m peezy
you ain’t see it on the news, them boys did him greasy
you wouldn’t understand why i’m the realest, people really need me
[verse 2]
up before the worm on my early mornin’ grind (i’m up)
don’t ask where the poll like i ain’t got it all the time
steady throwin’ shade, must don’t wanna see me shine (d-mn)
i heard catchin’ plays look like randy in his prime (let’s go)
when i touch down in your city, let me know
trdee been really workin’, man, this sh-t is on the floor
man, these n-ggas gettin’ money but don’t got nothin’ to show
i got jordans that ain’t out ’cause i be ballin’ like a pro
what you workin’ on’? sh-t, fire just like a fireman
these n-ggas be two faced just like spider-man (get it?)
that’s why i keep that metal on me just like i’m iron man
n-gga talkin’ ’bout i ain’t the best, i’m like, “lie again”
don’t be a dummy and think money can’t buy happiness
double back and shot the viewin’ up, they some savages
she from the ghetto but be tryna hide her ratchetness
came a long way campin’ cribs and catchin’ packages
came a long way, i’m up early smokin’, thinkin’ ’bout it
they ain’t wanna show the blueprint but now i think i got it
used to only look at sh-t, but now i go and cop it
if i’m ever really goin’ broke, i’ll sell my closet
baby took my soul, now we got soul ties (okay)
i’m a real baller, nothin’ like your old guys
don’t care what you do, but don’t be tellin’ no lies
i’ll throw a b-tch away quick like some cold fries
[outro]
i’m on my early mornin’ grind
i’m on my early mornin’ grind
sh-ttyboyz
(no, julius)

- trdee

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