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lirik lagu hustle & grind – mr want

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intro: (dave chapelle comedy show)
“you are not poor! poor is a mentality!
very few people ever recover from
don’t you forget this son,! you…. are broke!”
verse 1:
grind, hustle and grind
that’s what i’m doing almost all the time
work overtime, but underpaid
that’s why i’m chasing the big piece of cake
pieces of pie, wondering why
they started to hate me cause i’m getting mine
taking my time, attracting my tribe
trying to living life on a positive vibe
trying to stay high, never get low
cause i was there on that level before
24/7 till i said: “no more!”!
i gotta do some with my life, that’s for sure
down and below, hurt by the love
deep in my feelings, my pride and my soul
that’s why i’m saying: “f*ck all of these hoes”
my heart is priceless, you know how it goes
hook:
now i’m living focus on my inner me
never on my enemy, they just want my energy!
i just wanna set me free, peace of mind and blow my weed
buy my mom a brand new crib, only then my life’s complete…
verse 2:
but i had to pay a lot, pray a lot, pray to god
sacrifice everything i’ve got
eating food, sleeping too in a parking lot
doing things i’m not proud about
(you know what i’m talking about…)
pushing pills for a little change
paying bills hoping for a change
but sh*t change
only when you stand up and go wash your ass
don’t waste time looking for new pants! (d*mn)
how many times do i have to pray
how many times do i have to stay
meditate in silence till i levitate
find a way to talk with god in a lavish way
to evaporate all my tears, separate all the fears
all this years “sacrifice” what i did, what i’ve been through…
savage life? i was into…
how many times man i have to play
so many times harder than the game itself
been myself, lost myself, played myself
for every time that i hurt
been hurt i’ve blamed myself
i never hated on you, i’m elevating myself
from a p*wn to a king, if this game is a chess
from the gram to a kilo, 1 million in cash…
from the ground i keep it real, no need no mask!
hook:
now i’m living focus on my inner me
never on my enemy, they just want my energy!
i just wanna set me free, peace of mind and blow my weed
buy my mom a brand new crib, only then my life’s complete…
outro: (dave chapelle comedy show)
“don’t you forget this son… you, are broke!”

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