Youngin on His Grind

Money on the mind Hustling 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 Money on the mind Hustling 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 Some say that I'm next to be the greatest And jealousy comes with success, you can't escape it Them dirty ass niggas will stress you when you caking Bless you when I'm speaking I chew one of you guys, yes nigga I'm feastin' that young nigga beastin' Body covered with tats and good wheats And back to back he spits fire among liars Flames upon lames The same lil nigga, just playing with dumb change You staying in one lane, I'm tearing through the streets Hear you niggas beefing but I ain't saying not one name That will be the day I give life to y'all lil' niggas Some older than me, but you all lil' niggas Going too hard for me to take a fall lil' nigga Keep doing my thing, get you all a lil' sicker Splits and big chipas, young but rich niggas You want that real shit? Then fuck with Wiz nigga! (and I) Money on the mind Hustling 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 Money on the mind Hustling 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 Okay Listen fam, I hear you man but I'm just a little hotter Wiz get going and it be hard for you to get him off ya Young monster, chumps get slumped often Nigga want to touch my flow? Fuck's wrong with him? Bomb like Osama and them I rhyme prominent Defeating me is an accomplishment That's why a lot think they want it wet But they don't really though, man you lames playing I do this here for really though A damn shame is all I hear from you rap guys, hey That's motivation for the paper to stack high 'Cause with the word play I'm that guy you can't find Another nigga in the book to match mine (nope) You touch the waters and capsize, I baptize Lil niggas and their whack rhymes get flat-lined They not only can't fuck with me lyrically Fuckers can't touch me literally Believe that Money on the mind Hustling 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 Money on the mind Hustling 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 Yea, that's how we gettin' it you know Wiz Khalifa, 412 Pistolvania Youngin' on his grind Young-Youngin' on his grind (yea) 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