Eddy Jay Grinding All Day lyrics

Grind all day

(Verse)

Chorus hook

I know what you been doin
I'm on my level
The level you always wanna be on
The rat race the paper flow
You felt the weight best defend for my enemies
You feel aggressive and i feel the power
I make connections everywhere I go
You been dyin to have life like mine
Some niggas could just kick it
Roll up and get lift up
Get behind I get mine
From the bottom all the way to the top
Call me young G I'm swaged up
Stay up all night get money
9 to 5 still living life
I like grindin, makin money
I grind all day getting money
Damn I'm in freezer neck full of ice pain
You can't fuck with me I do this for my niggas
I'm so focus on my grind and never be another me
What bitch you out your mind
I get it popping when it's money time
Damn I drop the house down.

Chorus

Verse:

Eddy Jay nigga
I'm back on my stunna shits fly's
I'm grinding all day
I'm with Snoopy and Trey Pain
We ballin hard on this money
Keep my shorty with me
Make sure she flips that shit
Ride around shit gets hard
Some of this money I smoke em
Hustle all the time and she shine when I hit the bitch balls
Unit Boiz soldiers know how to roll it

I keep going till I reach my level
Every step is breathtaking
I'm carrying 100 bags of money
Running in the dark cops chasing me but I ain't gonna stop
This for all my haters been struggling with life
I gotta change all my niggas
All my neighbourhood the gonna look fly like me
Personality change and the unit Crew bring in more bucks
Now I'ma bout to buy the banks
I got the product for all my fans
Friends are open like the smoking hoes.

Chorus

Verse:
Lames phony so I only got couple
If you can hustler we can talk business
You spend couple dollars I stay in touch
They hating cause I'm on tha grind like I'm makin love
You can take my information if you takin drugs
I smoke till I got chest pain
Cause I could sell weed to cops
I'm grinding all day
I'm so addicted
When is grind time I make sure I get enough for my hommies?
That's why I stay fly I'm flogin hoes
they got no prove I'm rich as white man
I face the court for been rich
I know the rules but I don't give fuck
But niggas had my back when it's time for it
And the will hate you so deal with unit papers
I get paid on the wrong time and smash the shit out
More money more problems
He made hot line I made the grindin roll.

Chorus hook 2x

Outro:

Haters I keep my shit rolled up
A Stay fly like I'm supposed to be
And you know who I be young eddy jay