On the Grind Lyrics
| Song | On the Grind |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Album | Lights Out |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Whaaat | |
| You can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zones | |
| Or dope and powder broke, and our sale's soap and flour | |
| And most of our customers come up to us daily | |
| Yet and still i cut this stuff crazy - a hustler, baby | |
| What can i give you? i distribute ki's to the kings | |
| And z's to the fiends, and ecstasy and weed to the teens | |
| You need to see wheez - anything you like and i have 'em | |
| From crack to viagra, and vicadins valiums | |
| I'm the nigga they point to when you hit my av | |
| So get all your money together, come and get my slabs | |
| I get my cash, put some aside, and flip like half | |
| And still enough for me to tv and deep-dish my nav' | |
| And you can tell the law that i say they can kiss my acid | |
| For the white people, | |
| When i get two bricks for ten, i know the right people | |
| And i keep a nine on my waistline | |
| And i'ma be right on the corner, wodie - i'm gonna grind | |
| (hook [lil wayne]) | |
| I tell 'em, "whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i'm tryin' to grind | |
| I tell 'em, "whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i'm on the grind | |
| [lil wayne] | |
| Nigga, y'all gon' respect wheezy, or else the tec squeezin' shots | |
| I have your chest steamin' hot, and your sis' screamin', "stop!" | |
| I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed | |
| On the corner 'til the mornin', see the cops and flee | |
| And if we beef, we don't beef long 'cause we gon' creep all night | |
| So i hope you don't sleep all night - we on your street all night | |
| Say, aw aw, i don't want your boy to get me shoes | |
| 'cause i spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes | |
| And the bricks move every followin' week | |
| So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me - got powder or d | |
| And i shower your streets until your av pass out | |
| More bricks than ※the three lil pigs'§ last damn house | |
| Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts | |
| And issue work for half and just grab that south | |
| For real, nigga - wheezy whee tryin' to shine | |
| From daybreak to nightfall i'm gon' grind | |
| (hook [lil wayne]) | |
| Tell 'em, "whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i'm on the grind | |
| I tell 'em, "whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i'm on the grind | |
| [lil wayne] | |
| Start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki's | |
| Takes seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks | |
| Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it | |
| Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it | |
| And i flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue | |
| And i'll sleep next week, man, i got yay, dope, and crack to move | |
| Ask them dudes when wheezy open shop, i ain't got a bag to lose | |
| Especially if i don't like who sent 'em to me and i'ma tax a dude | |
| Duck the feds and drama like i duck my baby momma | |
| Sometimes i play it sour - what you thought was yay was flour | |
| I pull whatever for the cheddar - nigga gotta flash and floss | |
| Drought come around, then it's jack the cost or jack the boss | |
| Cock the gun, then i push rocks 'til i spot the sun | |
| All day i hung the block, i see the cops and run | |
| I'm tryin' to get rich 'cause i wan' shine | |
| You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time | |
| (hook-4x [lil wayne]) | |
| I tell 'em, "whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i'm on the grind | |
| [lil wayne] | |
| Look, | |
| Whaaaaaa |
| Whaaat | |
| You can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zones | |
| Or dope and powder broke, and our sale' s soap and flour | |
| And most of our customers come up to us daily | |
| Yet and still i cut this stuff crazy a hustler, baby | |
| What can i give you? i distribute ki' s to the kings | |
| And z' s to the fiends, and ecstasy and weed to the teens | |
| You need to see wheez anything you like and i have ' em | |
| From crack to viagra, and vicadins valiums | |
| I' m the nigga they point to when you hit my av | |
| So get all your money together, come and get my slabs | |
| I get my cash, put some aside, and flip like half | |
| And still enough for me to tv and deepdish my nav' | |
| And you can tell the law that i say they can kiss my acid | |
| For the white people, | |
| When i get two bricks for ten, i know the right people | |
| And i keep a nine on my waistline | |
| And i' ma be right on the corner, wodie i' m gonna grind | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m tryin' to grind | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| lil wayne | |
| Nigga, y' all gon' respect wheezy, or else the tec squeezin' shots | |
| I have your chest steamin' hot, and your sis' screamin', " stop!" | |
| I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed | |
| On the corner ' til the mornin', see the cops and flee | |
| And if we beef, we don' t beef long ' cause we gon' creep all night | |
| So i hope you don' t sleep all night we on your street all night | |
| Say, aw aw, i don' t want your boy to get me shoes | |
| ' cause i spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes | |
| And the bricks move every followin' week | |
| So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me got powder or d | |
| And i shower your streets until your av pass out | |
| More bricks than the three lil pigs' last damn house | |
| Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts | |
| And issue work for half and just grab that south | |
| For real, nigga wheezy whee tryin' to shine | |
| From daybreak to nightfall i' m gon' grind | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| Tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| lil wayne | |
| Start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki' s | |
| Takes seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks | |
| Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it | |
| Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it | |
| And i flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue | |
| And i' ll sleep next week, man, i got yay, dope, and crack to move | |
| Ask them dudes when wheezy open shop, i ain' t got a bag to lose | |
| Especially if i don' t like who sent ' em to me and i' ma tax a dude | |
| Duck the feds and drama like i duck my baby momma | |
| Sometimes i play it sour what you thought was yay was flour | |
| I pull whatever for the cheddar nigga gotta flash and floss | |
| Drought come around, then it' s jack the cost or jack the boss | |
| Cock the gun, then i push rocks ' til i spot the sun | |
| All day i hung the block, i see the cops and run | |
| I' m tryin' to get rich ' cause i wan' shine | |
| You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time | |
| hook4x lil wayne | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| lil wayne | |
| Look, | |
| Whaaaaaa |
| Whaaat | |
| You can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zones | |
| Or dope and powder broke, and our sale' s soap and flour | |
| And most of our customers come up to us daily | |
| Yet and still i cut this stuff crazy a hustler, baby | |
| What can i give you? i distribute ki' s to the kings | |
| And z' s to the fiends, and ecstasy and weed to the teens | |
| You need to see wheez anything you like and i have ' em | |
| From crack to viagra, and vicadins valiums | |
| I' m the nigga they point to when you hit my av | |
| So get all your money together, come and get my slabs | |
| I get my cash, put some aside, and flip like half | |
| And still enough for me to tv and deepdish my nav' | |
| And you can tell the law that i say they can kiss my acid | |
| For the white people, | |
| When i get two bricks for ten, i know the right people | |
| And i keep a nine on my waistline | |
| And i' ma be right on the corner, wodie i' m gonna grind | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m tryin' to grind | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| lil wayne | |
| Nigga, y' all gon' respect wheezy, or else the tec squeezin' shots | |
| I have your chest steamin' hot, and your sis' screamin', " stop!" | |
| I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed | |
| On the corner ' til the mornin', see the cops and flee | |
| And if we beef, we don' t beef long ' cause we gon' creep all night | |
| So i hope you don' t sleep all night we on your street all night | |
| Say, aw aw, i don' t want your boy to get me shoes | |
| ' cause i spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes | |
| And the bricks move every followin' week | |
| So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me got powder or d | |
| And i shower your streets until your av pass out | |
| More bricks than the three lil pigs' last damn house | |
| Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts | |
| And issue work for half and just grab that south | |
| For real, nigga wheezy whee tryin' to shine | |
| From daybreak to nightfall i' m gon' grind | |
| hook lil wayne | |
| Tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| lil wayne | |
| Start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki' s | |
| Takes seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks | |
| Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it | |
| Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it | |
| And i flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue | |
| And i' ll sleep next week, man, i got yay, dope, and crack to move | |
| Ask them dudes when wheezy open shop, i ain' t got a bag to lose | |
| Especially if i don' t like who sent ' em to me and i' ma tax a dude | |
| Duck the feds and drama like i duck my baby momma | |
| Sometimes i play it sour what you thought was yay was flour | |
| I pull whatever for the cheddar nigga gotta flash and floss | |
| Drought come around, then it' s jack the cost or jack the boss | |
| Cock the gun, then i push rocks ' til i spot the sun | |
| All day i hung the block, i see the cops and run | |
| I' m tryin' to get rich ' cause i wan' shine | |
| You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time | |
| hook4x lil wayne | |
| I tell ' em, " whaaat!!" | |
| You see me hustlin' on the block all the time | |
| Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki' s down to dimes | |
| Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be mine | |
| Nigga, i' m on the grind | |
| lil wayne | |
| Look, | |
| Whaaaaaa |
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