Grind
Golden child, Golden child Bitch I gotta grind I got to get mine ball till I fall till I Credit to the grave I’m in to the money middle finger to the fame cause I gotta shine I can’t waste no time bitch I gotta grind I got to get mine ball till I fall till I Credit to the grave I’m in to the money middle finger to the fame cause I gotta shine I can’t waste no time

Growing up nigga I ain’t had shit only thing I had was holes in the soles of my shoes I was that lititle duffel bag boy hanging in the trap with a 38 up on my waistline serving the fiends all late night at a young age at 13 cooking up the coke in the pot looking out window for the cops back then I ain’t had nothing but a dollar and a dream

Like Wutag is all about the green and for my daughter I wish 25 I’m tired working 8-9-5 it made me feel wouldn’t alive living check by check so I picked up the work fuck with my money cause that will get you hurt 5 shots to your head boy we will leave you laying in the dirt

Bitch I gotta grind I got to get mine ball till I fall till I Credit to the grave I’m in to the money middle finger to the fame cause I gotta shine I can’t waste no time bitch I gotta grind I got to get mine ball till I fall till I Credit to the grave I’m in to the money middle finger to the fame cause I gotta shine I can’t waste no time