nigga radio [Chorus] I been on my grind, I done hustled for green I done hustled for days just to go and get paid And I done been on them blocks, I
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
Now my money right Spend it on the u-haul Tipping on the turn pipe Call up my dogs Rag on my face Bodies gon? fall Tell em it's Ace If I catch a charge
'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
just waitin on my cue dog, no pledge Says she like all girls I turn that bitch co-ed Threw her on my track team, Handed my baton to her Passed her, blew
' 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
My money, my money, my money Cash flow I need it on time I'm talking bank roll My money, my money, my money [Verse 2 - Ace Hood] And where my money
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
is huh drop a little cheese on em. i see e on her i see me on her.Call yo friend a bitch ???? me hood and cash runnin 3 man weaves on her. You kno wat
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
I'm going harder than my role model Signed to the biggest label that enable Carter Now they paying Hood out there to my armor model And every Ace of Spades
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
[Chorus - Ace Hood] I'ma ride for my city, grind for my city Dare you to fuck with me, the 9 resides with me Ayo! I'm so 9 to 5 4, the heart of my city
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
so proud of what her boy from the hood done Got off the meat and I got my mind right, I Got out these streets, I got my grind like I Got on these beats
, 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
m a stay on my grind Cauz 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
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