Lyrics

Running with the flame like gas in a motor As a little kid I was running around Boulder Fell in love with the trees ever since I was a stoner And I stay on the grind like brakes on a rotor Got my mind made up staying loyal to the soil Spitting that flame I can make water boil Always been 100, always staying loyal All my haters fold easy, similar to foil I'm tryna be great for a my people to witness I'm not tryna be in the studio to kick it If you tryna kick it then find you some bitches Alway stay focused like a sniper on a mission Yea it's a proven fact that I hustled thru the streets And it's a proven facts that I'm coming from the east And these are proven fact that these hoes love to creep And it's a proven fact that I'm grinding for the cheese Yea I'm grinding for the cheese, yeeeaaaaa Everyday of the week, yeaaaaa Cold flo on the bea,t yeeeaaaa Keep quiet when I speak, yeeeeaaaa The way I kill my verses man Ima need a Lawyer People always hate but I dust it off my shoulder Came in this world alone I was Born as a loner Solo dolo like Forrest Gump and Tom Sawyer They don't want no smoke kuzz they know I been toker I'll cut ya throat and laugh like I was the Joker Put my Hands on her neck yeah she is a choker Been thru allot shit but it ant never broke us I stay with the buzz all u hear is loud locus They lock my brother up but I gotta stay focus Use to run the streets now I'm in the house posted Thinking about my life makes me wanna stay loaded Yea it's a proven fact that I hustled thru the streets And it's a proven facts that I'm coming from the east And these are proven fact that these hoes love to creep And it's a proven fact that I'm grinding for the cheese Yea I'm grinding for the cheese, yeeeaaaaa Everyday of the week, yeaaaaa Cold flo's on the beat,yeeeaaaa Keep quiet when I speak, yeeeeaaaa Make the money flip just like its gymnastics I can make the money stretch like it's was some plastic Always on the grind till I'm laying in a casket Tryna be a legend, just like Michael Jackson Always on top of the numbers like a fraction Haters need to get a grip like they losing traction Where the fucks my money, only thing I'm asking Leave you in the woods, like you going camping Ugh Staying patient thru these ruff times Going hard daily kill em with some tuff rhymes Flaming hot u can't touch mines Rappers act hard but straight be calling 1 times Yea it's a proven fact that I hustled thru the streets And it's a proven facts that I'm coming from the east And these are proven fact that these hoes love to creep And it's a proven fact that I'm grinding for the cheese Yea I'm grinding for the cheese, yeeeaaaaa Everyday of the week, yeaaaaa Cold flo's on the beat, yeeeaaaa Keep quiet when I speak, yeeeeaaaa
Writer(s): Christopher Gonzalez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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