DeJ Loaf - Grinding lyrics

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DeJ Loaf - Grinding lyrics

[Chorus] What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for What you grindin' for? Just tell me what you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for Who you grindin' for? Just tell me who you grindin' for To get my people off the corner Cause I see d**h there on the corner I gotta make it, all or nothin' Turn that nothin' into somethin' Ain't tryna to work no 9 to 5, I gotta hustle, bro I had to quit that sh** I had to get my hustle on Now I'm chargin' for my features, n***as buggin' though They want a friend, they don't need to know my struggle though I'm in the lab, I'm goin' ham, I feel untouchable My people waitin', they like, "Dej when you gon' drop Sell Sole?" They tryna knock me off my square but I can't f**in' go These n***as, they don't wanna help, they want the X and O's I gotta get it how I live and ain't gon' sell myself I might be too real for this sh** is what I tell myself I love this sh**, I want it bad, what would you do for wealth? A couple cars, a couple cribs all to yourself Say what's your purpose, dawg, tell me what's your purpose, dawg? Hidden agendas, n***as hoes, they be purpin', dawg They be so f**in' fraud, I'm a f**in' star I'ma keep hustlin', ain't gon' stop until we all ball [Chorus] My name buzzin', that fame comin' I feel this music in my veins, cousin I'm grindin' for my mothaf**in' family I wanna buy my mom a house in Beverly Hills A million cash, would you k** for it? I'm a million cash, my n***as, they gon' k** for me Don't wanna see my momma cryin' 'bout no bill money f** all this petty sh**, let's get some real money Nike Cortez', yeah they fresh up out the box I ain't takin' these off 'til it's a hundred in that box I see d**h around the corner, woah, R.I.P. to Pac I see the n***as who k**ed my daddy, it's gon' be a world war Choppas singin' at their throat, it's gon' be like, "Ooh la la" I'ma keep on grindin' until I'm on world tour I can't let these n***as play me, gotta do it on my own I'm responsible for makin' sure that all my people on [Chorus] Gotta get, gotta get, gotta get my family off them corners I've been grindin' for so long, it's 'bout to pay off I'ma make it, you can put that on my father I'ma make a mil and spend it on my mama