Youngin on His Grind - Wiz Khalifa

Chea

Yea

Uh huh

Money on the mine

Hustlin' all the time

All about the paper, cause

The youngin' on his grind

Young in' on his grind

Young-youngin' on his grind

Youngin on his grind

Young-youngin' on his grind

Some say that I’m next to be the greatest (jealous)

And jealousy com wit secuss you cant escape it (why)

Dem dirty ass niggas who stress you wen you cakin (uh huh)

Bless you wen I’m speakin', (yea)

I chew one of you guys, yes nigga I’m feastin'

That young nigga beastin' (yea)

Body covered wit tates and good wheat’s

And back to back he spit fire c’mon slires, (slires)

Flames upon lames (lames)

The same lil nigga just playin' wit' dumb change

You stand one lane (lane) I’m tearin' through the streets

Ya you niggas beef and ain’t sayin' I won’t a (no)

That well be the day I give life to ya lil' niggas (niggas)

Som of dem are older den me but ya all lil' niggas (niggaa)

Goin' to hard for me to take a fall lil' nigga (niggaa)

Keep doin' my thing ya you are a lil' sicka (yea)

Splits and big chipas (yeaa) young but rich niggas

You want that real shit well den fuck wit wiz nigga!

(and i)

Money on the mine

Hustlin' all the time

All about the paper, cuz

Da youngin' on his grind

Youngin on his grind

Young-youngin on his grind

Youngin on his grind

Young-youngin on his grind

Okay

Listen fan I hear you man but I’m a lil hotta (hotta)

Wiz culd goin' and I’ll be hard for you to get moftha (moftha)

Young monsta chumps get slump often

Nigga wanna touch my flow fucks wrong wit 'em

Bomb like osamnem I rhyme prominent

Defeating me is an accomplishment

That why a lot think they want wit but they really

Don’t man you lames playin' I do this her for really though

And dam shame is all I hear from you rap guys

Hey

That’s motivation for the paper to stack high

Cause wit' the word play and I’m that guy you cant find

Another nigga in the book to match mine (no)

You touch the waters and capsize

I baptize

Lil' niggas and they wack rhymes get flat lined

They not only cant fuck wit me lyrically

You fuckers cant touch me literally

Believe that

Money on the mine

Hustlin' all the time

All about the paper, cause

The youngin' on his grind

Youngin' on his grind

Young-youngin' on his grind

Youngin' on his grind

Young-youngin' on his grind

Youngin' on his grind

Young-youngin' on his grind

Youngin on his grind

Young-youngin' on his grind