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Ace Hood On My Grind

nothing Blow one hundred on jewels Make it back up on a Monday Why niggas trying to floss? They balling out to budget Everyday on the grind Bitch my mind is on

'ma stay on my grind, 'cause money stays on my mind I feel like 24 hours just ain't enough for me If you feel me put your hands up for me This is over grind

' through the block Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace, yeah fool heard it right I done been down to the bottom now I'm bound to see The top, my hood Leave my heart

Cuz when I'm gone lil' mama home alone at every time You never blowed my phone up yet cuz you respect the grind And you never holla 'bout a problem keep it on the line My

lavish I done perished of the triple beam (Triple beam) My momma told me but I couldn't see So why you plot?, my economic mind to the streets Ace, I

Yeah I'm Mister Hood Okay I'm stacking dead presidents Out there to my testament Trying to get my money long, Yao Ming measurements Sorry for my absences

yo' place This is All Bets nigga on that muthafuckin' Ace That is I greedy guy, run up in and take yo' pies If you niggas wonder why, look it's in my

, concealed weapons, all the above Tear the fuckin club up with my nigga what [tech n9ne] That tech n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the grind All

pimpin And my pistol heavy niggas know that ain't slippin Know that I'm on the grind niggas know that ain't slippin' My faith is on the line so you know