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On our grind On our grind Yeah, yeah On our grind Every day, I'm wit' my team Every day, we on our grind Baltimore, too many nigga dying Gotta watch out for me and mine (me and mine) Every day, I'm wit' my team Every day, we on our grind Baltimore, too many nigga dying Gotta watch out for me and mine (me and mine) Every day, I'm wit' my team Every day, we on our grind (on our grind) Baltimore, too many nigga dying Gotta watch out for me and mine (me and mine) (me and mine (me and mine)) Every day, I'm wit' my team Every day, I'm wit' my team (my team) GBC what I'm lovin', the creek (the creek) When I'm loving the team too deep (too deep) Real niggas become real breeze (real breeze) Thank God we ain't on no t-shirts (no, no) I'm high off nigga, are you (don't do her) Gotta coupe now nigga wanna come through (come through) Said she wanna nigga me and my whole crew (whole crew) She don't give me no teeth when I say chew (say chew) That nigga too sweet I get sweet tooth (no, no, no) She the type that'll nigga me and Won't nigga you (that be the nigga I like) Don't call me bro if I don't know you (don't know you) Don't try to dap me up if I don't know you (I don't know you) If you ain't from the Creek don't come through (Ducked off inna County) Tired of seein' my nigga dying (nigga dying) Tired of hearing my mama crying (mama crying) Told her it's gon' be fine, gon' be fine (it's gon' be fine) So I walk around with the nine (with the nine) No time for wasting time (wasting time) No time for the fakes 'cause I get too much cake Nigga, all I know is shine Free my nigga that's doing life (doing life) Think about my bros every night (night) Doing wrong, but it feel so right (so right) Come home we gon' take flight 1-11 yeah, yeah, I'm a Creek Boy We deep boys, yea y'all decoys How you gonna waste your time on freak thou? Had her on at the line hit it like a free throw Boy, you know that you can't trust a freak bro Hell yea, hell yea, she a freak bro Man I swear that I'm really on my zone though I was moving them zones like Romo Play with my homies, man we on God mode Hit a lick with my bro, we ain't solo Boy, I got more kicks than a dojo Y'all nigga y'all be mad 'cause y'all so broke God, God feelin' the pain My nigga lockdown, can't shag with the gang They got my man's, nigga all they know is his name But, man, for the Jane be patient the lane Don't tote that thang if you don't got that aim Can't nigga with no lames All real on my team My nigga got dreams We get all the greens Every day, we on our grind Baltimore, too many niggas dying (niggas dying) Gotta watch out for me and mine (me and mine) Every day, I'm wit' my team Every day, we on our grind Baltimore, too many nigga dying (niggas dying) Gotta watch out for me and mine (me and mine) Every day, I'm wit' my team Every day, we on our grind (on our grind) Baltimore, too many nigga dying (niggas dying) Gotta watch out for me and mine (me and mine) Every day, I'm wit' my team Yeah, it's gon' be fine (gon' be fine) It's gon' be fine Yeah, it's gon' be fine 'Cause every day I'm with my team Yeah, it's gon' be fine (fine) It's gon' be fine Yeah, it's gon' be fine 'Cause every day I'm with my team
Writer(s): Aaron Francis Audley Raymond, Marcell Fedi Jones, Turk P Diddy, Jarrett Jones, Breland Mcarthur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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