[Hook] Every time I aim I hit my target ain't no obstacles I know Ain't no slowing down my speed on my grind to get this dough Just be patient while you racing on yo ride to yo rise While you coasting keep yo focus with yo eyes on the prize Watchin, waitin, workin, grinding (x4) [Verse 1] Tryna make my paper stack, so I break my back to get this dough rolling, no slow strolling Running the street with heat till my feet both swollen, it's no holding Back, from making the moves to get this scratch I'm on a mission my fingers been itching for breaking the rules to get thick stacks My chick say I work too hard she sound down right goofy How the fuck I work too hard if I'm still riding round in this hoopty More towns I'ma roll round while I chase this mail The day I slow down is the day I'm caught ice skating in hell Smell the passion in my blood, see this fire burn in my eyes Ain't no cash then fuck yo love, no way I'ma earn from my pride Whatever terrain swerve and I slide, all four tires turn in this ride Fill more gas in it I does for this desire yearning inside Tryna feast right, teeth like that beast type no weak type Only goal's to eat twice as much as two obese dikes Leave the road and seek flight so the clouds'll be my peak height Gotta keep my, eyes up on the trophy let nothing approaching defeat I [Hook] [Verse 2] Sky's the limit, so until I diminish I'm giving all I can give it Living, with the state of broke in mind is prison that's why this vision of mine is vivid Niggas and bitches'll dig up yo ditch of you give em the inch to apply they livid Type ways they kind of prism to break up the shine yo grind has given Watch yo back snakes attack and act so cool with it No fool in this game, just know more change gon change they views with it They laugh with me broke, but when a mother fucker rich you evoke Worst type of hatred that a life could make when you ain't did a thing but get the dough So, better be careful about any people you keep as yo company They could be thinking of dumping they jump into yo situation to get a taste of how yo grinding go Finding foes, so difficult when they kick it with you and they sipping with you And they pulling the trickery bitches'll do speaking of it never let a slimy hoe Side track you from the ride that you been locked in for stacks Ya the chick hella bad but the bitch don't grind to help yo pockets get fat In fact, spend it up is how she'll end it up Only smell I chase is cheese so please don't let yo pussy stench it up [Hook]
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