[Chorus ?]
I'm just grindin, just grindin
[?] get more money
I'm just grindin, I'm just grindin
[?] Get more money

[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
My 10's, they got me 20's
My 20's, they got me 30's, my 30's, they got my birdys
I'm gritty, grimy, dirty
[?] candy cream, I'm living the gutter dream
With my life on the tripple beam, [?] feend
Met my team, got the nuts of a horse
[?] from the source, [?]
Bout the locals, well of course
[?] on a mission, tell them n***as we went fishin
A chemest in the kitchen, tryna stop [?]
[?] dodgin prison and gutter livin
Just to have it, born and raised a gutter savage
I'm known for having cabbage, hella muscle doing dammage
[?] moves is what I manage
Chasing bread [?]

[Verse 2 ?]
Frozen in time, sespended animation
No taking me from the grind, consolidating all that I'm making
Money in mind
Ruger under the belt, [?] chopped up [?] moves in stealth
[?] mission to the riches of life
With the means to make it better, keep it flippin all night
Prodict is tight, and [?] love it, servin up [?]
Filling your proscription, anything you need, I can touch it
From a G to a key, it's all about money
From the coke to the weed, hits ain't free
If you spending, come and holla at me
I'm still grindin, [?] plottin to keep it poppin, and still climbing
[Chorus ?]
I'm just grindin, just grindin
[?] get more money
I'm just grindin, I'm just grindin
[?] Get more money

[Verse 3: TXX Will]
If you wondering why you ain't seen me lately
It's because I don't fuck with anything that can't pay me
So if it don't benefit me, then I don't waste time with it
I need 10 G's, not no nickle and dime shit
And Imma keep it real, no time to fake with the busters
A hustler makes money, money don't make a hustler
That's why I be out here grindin, like some bad breaks
And no matter how long it takes, Imma get my cash straight
On the grind, you got to double your grit
And really be about your shit, if you wanna bubble like spit
A motherfucker can't come to me, talking about I oah shit
Cause if you don't grind, then you don't get

[Verse 4: Bakarii]
You can't tame or change my roguish ways
You see my gang, that change the gutter game
Some n***as fear the murder, some n***as bang
I toat the steal, and serve them like Jesse James
Real for [?] with hundred packs
And when I drill, I peal your cap back
A dirty game, grittys on my tippy toes
A dirty shame, the path the game chose
It's everyday how we play, [?]
Make it pure, [?] making sure that we [?]
Young n***as get that cash and dash
And duck and dodge haters, when we mob and blaze the blunt
[Chorus ?]
I'm just grindin, just grindin
[?] get more money
I'm just grindin, I'm just grindin
[?] Get more money

[Verse 5 ?]
I'm in the backseat of a cruiser feeling stupid as fuck
Watching them searching through my car, while they got me in cuffs
Thinking I should've made a left, I'd probably be alright
Then again I should've thrwe that dope, fixed that headlight
Hinesite 2020, should've [?] my lesson
I'm bout to catch a case over a little ass [?]
[?] punks going through my trunk
I slow down and they get happy, man y'all caught me [?]
[?] I don't floss, ain't slippin today
Fore I handed you my licance, you never heard my name
I got 5500, and 20's and 10's
My cellphone in my car, like I can't get it again
Now you know what I do, and I know what you do
And I find out this bitch before you off your shift
Look how I grind and grit, and get mo money
This game ain't slowing for [?] n***a I'm still running

[Chorus ?]
I'm just grindin, just grindin
[?] get more money
I'm just grindin, I'm just grindin
[?] Get more money