YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Grind Flow lyrics

If you love that nigga
Right before you sleep, y'all should pray
And in yo prayers
You should ask yo' God to open the gates
Put all yo' feelings in the bottle
Toss it up in the lake
Get yo' position on a ride
That's how you knock off his face
John Legend in the coupe with killas'
All of em' bang drop a bag
Pull of a tag and then you right off the name
Nobody knows, what goes on in my brain
This world so cold
I heat it up with that flame
Youngin' thirteen on the block
Shootin' heroine in his veins
You love that girl
That ain't yo' girl if she don't feel yo pain
That nigga ain't right for me
I had to cut off my mains
Speak on my name, get held in court
Bitch I'ma knock out yo' brain
Where yo love go and where yo' time go?
Ridеr, top shotta, that brown eyes flow
Movin' like a prеsident lil nigga
Keep that iron though
Let go yo' past, movin' fast
You should die slow
Nigga this that grind flow (yeah, yeah)
Nigga this that grind flow (That grind flow)
Nigga this that grind flow (That grind flow)
Nigga this that grind flow
This that grind flow
To my niggas dead and gone
I hope and pray you made it to heaven
Like fuck that scripted shit we live
So I'ma preach like a reverend
Better watch yo' lips, come off the hip
Blow up shit like 911
At the Trump Hotel, smoke the room out
Fuck the shit that they sellin'
Catchin' my nigga, place the
Number real quick, i'ma bet it
Sit at the table, flirt with waitress
Then go home and watch Belly
I get pissed off, pull my dick out
Piss on a bitch like R kelly
Then go to court and fight
The charges, mother fuck it, i said it
I wanna live like a king and
I'ma die like a soldier
I'm with some cold blooded killa's
Who come straight out Magnolia
That diamond ring come out the
Dirt, that nigga play, i'ma fold em'
"Speak on my momma
That's a problem" that's exactly
What I told em'
Live like a Dotta, move in silence
Plenty bodies like Folly (Huh?)
That money stuffed all in my pockets
Push lil fourty and roll it
I tote two years when I tote
That Glock, but mother fuck it, i tote it
Clear out the lenses when I clear
Out the block, that fourty Glock
I'ma blow it them speakers bangin' down the
Block, a hunnit rocks, i done sold it
Interference with the cops, that nigga bitch
He done told it tell me how you livin
I'm affiliated with killas
Still got some soldiers on the street
But most is locked in that prison
This how I'm feelin' and I
Love to give affection, attention
I got hollows off in the clip
Equip that shit to yo' dental now bitch, die