Trae Tha Truth, Freddie Gibbs, Yukmouth - I be on my grind (feat. trae tha truth, yukmouth) lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Yeah, I be on my grind i be on that
I be on that full clip and my nine
I be on that break a whole round
Of kush all down to dimes
Niggas say you lookin for
The good-good smoke
Tell them hoes that it's on the Eastside
Tell them hoes that I'm on the Eastside
Tell them hoes that I'm in the East Bay
Tell them hoes that I'm with Jos in
The U-Haul truck finna ship that yay
Tell them hoes that I got that pack
Fat O man I brought that back
In the strip club with them racks
Hoe know I got that sack freddie Kane baby
Make you do something strange
For a piece of change baby
Bitch I don't do kiss and tell
Say no names baby
I throw that ass under the bizz-us
You fuck and suckin something
That's the mission if you with us
Freddie Kane baby
I make you do something strange
For a piece of change baby
Bitch I don't do kiss and tell
Don't say no names baby
I throw that ass under the bizz-us
You fuck and suckin something
That's the mission if you with us
Gangsta Gibbs, uh

Yeah, I be on my grind i be on that
I be on that full clip and my nine
I be on that break a whole round
Of kush all down to dimes
Niggas say you lookin for
The good-good smoke
Tell them hoes that it's on the Eastside
Tell them hoes that I'm on the Eastside
Tell them hoes that I'm in the East Bay
Tell them hoes that I'm with Jos in
The U-Haul truck finna ship that yay
Tell them hoes that I got that pack
Fat O man I brought that back
In the strip club with them racks
Hoe know I got that sack

Maneuverin through the block full of gangstas
(yeah)
Where they mark their territory like Picasso
Spray in the sense of danger
Ever since I got up and got out my major
I was dedicated
Dreamin on the flo' but now the
Flo's I walk be elevated
Palomino Penthouse, graduated the rent house
Forty stories above the bucket niggas
Tryin to get out policy guarantee haters
Get the message to send out
Pull up on 'em, they go the fuck in
That's what I been 'bout exquisite taste
Somewhere in the jet to match my ego (yeah)
200K, hit the valley, met with my amigo
Somewhere lost to something
That engine move at the speed of light
Bitch get exposed on sight
You know where she gon' be tonight
(heh heh) that's on God, I bless the game
Take 'em out of ratchet
Redesign 'em in something that
Cost in change
Even if I switch up on 'em, your highness
They will adapt it
Benjamin shoppin, hit the trap
Just to tell 'em the paper stackin

Elegant thuggin
Hunnid K in the Louie luggage
I'm +Big Pimpin'+ like Pimp C
In the Gucci bucket
My coupe disgusting, Lil' Weezy voice, yep
+Mercy+ with them doors up, not Yeezy
It's your boy Yuk!
Bang'! Dragon Gang in this thang, nigga
Piece, teeth, watch, and the
Chain Johnny Dang, nigga
Galleria shop up and cop a Versace frame
Nigga
'Caine flipper, bricks in back of the Range
I'ma a made nigga
Nigga, and I'm a +Asshole By Nature+
Sellin that +Big Daddy Kane+ on the block
They caught the +Vapors+
Houston, Cali, Vegas, ballin out
Fuck you haters like 'Bron
I took my talents down South for that paper
Shout out to Chief and J prince
Your nigga been paid since
Herms, Lou' Vuitton, spikes and suede shit
Your nigga went from cookin hard
White in the basement
To rockin mics with the
Ankle bracelet - gangsta