ON THE GRIND (FT. KING JACOB) | Текст і Переклад (по кліку) Пісні

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Uh, yeah, swing, Nel, my dirty Jacob, yeah, come on

Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll

If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door

I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me

Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride

Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth

Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time

Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind

Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty

They acting like they really want it with me, trust me

They don't really want it, they just want to be seen

They want to disrupt my team with these publicity schemes

Trying to dismantle my panel with lies, rumours and scandals

But uh, I pull through it like I'm tugging a war

I tell you the situation like I've been here before

I'm still popping dirty, still smoking, point clicking

Watching the doors open, no joking, everything's remoting

No choking or bleeding, this ride is for free, no matter what

You got your dying for free, automatically

I'm focused like thirty five millimetres, all of the sudden

Like such and such wants to meet us, all of the sudden

Like such and such wants to greet us, the same, will you believe us

Now, they're all trying to cheat us, in real life, they can't beat us

Sometimes, they try to repeat us