Giggs - Love To Make G's lyrics

[Intro] I am on the, I am on the grind I am on the grind [Verse 1: Giggs] Fam I used to be so broke, I was stressed with a pa**ion Begging man for lifts, couldn't even rent me a wagon If punk ain't working out I'ma jump on the A cla**, what was you expecting to happen Time to get the dust ting banging My last few quid, copped myself a rusty to slang in Me and Foss, in and out of pubs, handing out the dust samples No sleep, plenty of bagging Now we're eating n***as want to jump on the wagon Would that bring me in sh**? You never helped it to happen Violate me fam I'll empty the cannon Tell him don't tempt me, I'll bang him When you was with a chick Early morning I was out there trying, no sleep out there tired The heater ain't working so it's freezing in the ra**clart ride Clock says half past 5, I'm outta here [Chorus] I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's That's why I'm on the grind That's why I'm on the grind [Verse 2: Giggs] Me and Foss bringing in the punters After like 6 months we were getting rid of an abundance Now the roads are getting hotter, the feds are on it more So turn up the degrees a couple hundred f** 'em though, I don't harbour feds n***as know I'm stubborn My baby mother says I've got the hardest head I used to meet crackheads But now I'm on a big man ting linking lecturers and architects Fam they say my sniff has got the hard effect They thought that it was sh** Took a hit, then told me that it pa**ed the test You don't know how hard it gets When your sh**'s so crem, they're due to f**ing ask for something harder next Ready for another day of palming bread The phone's about to non-stop pop, so I've got my car charger set No-one ain't putting money in my pocket So I'm about to do my thing, who gives a f** 'bout what the sergeant said [Chorus] I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's That's why I'm on the grind That's why I'm on the grind