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[Intro]
(Wood on the beat)
Yeah
Ayy, at this point, it ain't even no catchin' up, nigga
You boys might as well give it up
Tie (Da Realest)
And I'm still on my winter grind, nigga (Still on my grind)
You already know what time it is with me, boy (Still on my winter grind)
Let's get it (Still on my winter grind)
[Verse]
Ayy
Bitch, I'm still on my winter grind (On my winter grind)
Be broke and get a bag, I had to make my mind (I had to take my mind)
But it wasn't overnight, I had to take my time (Yeah)
Fast forward to that money, I don't press rewind (I don't press rewind)
Diamonds in the fourty-one, bitch, I'm pressed for time (You see it)
Press the button on you niggas, have them killers slide (Bah, bah)
First nigga at the table when it's dinnertime (It's dinnertime)
Team East Ghetto Boyz, we a enterprise (Enterprise), nigga
Mink dragon when it's snowin' out (Facts)
Put my name on a flier, bitch, it's goin' down (It's on)
Spread the money on the table, make it go around (Make it go around)
Used to couldn't buy the Rollie but I own it now (I got two of 'em)
Nigga talkin' out his head, I tell him, "Tone it down"
I be over niggas' heads, I gotta tone it down (Tone it down)
Pull up to your baby mama crib and burn it down
Go to any hood with my chains out, I run the town (Run the town), nigga
Never said I was gangster (Never)
Baby, I'm a hustler, turn words into paper
Used to sell crack and break birds into eigthies
Yeah, I play dumb but let a nigga try to play me (Boy)
Used to fly to Cali' lookin' for a plug daily (Yeah)
Ain't doin' shit for free, nigga, fuck you, pay me
Thought you was my dawg, then you switched up and traded
Told your bitch I was stayin' the night then I skated (Ha)
Flexin' on the 'Gram, throw the Rollie in they faces (Uh)
How you gettin' money but you makin' fake pages? (Lame)
Yeah, I heard about you niggas' names on them statements
I'm in Vegas on the strip, you niggas wanna trade places? (Trade places), huh?
In Miami in the suite (Yeah)
I was lookin' up niggas, now they lookin' up to me (For real)
Felled out a couple times, had to get back on my feet (I'm up)
Got a crib on the 'burbs, but I hustle on the East (Ah)
White tee was ten, but the jeans cost a G (Ooh)
Belt was seven-hundred, paid two hundred for the weeks (Yeah)
Out of town hustlin', might not see me for some weeks (I'm gone)
When I get back to the crib, everything on me (I got it)
Me and raw lean and sippin', pourin' out the P (Two Gs)
Put it on my mama, I ain't never been sweet (Never)
Yeah, I want the high, shit ain't never cheap
How you say you run the city but ain't never been East? (How?)
Niggas dead broke, they ain't never gon' eat (Never)
Bitch, I'm here to stay and I ain't never gon' leave (Yeah)
Hustle all night, I ain't never gon' sleep
I'm just givin' free game to these niggas, I don't preach (Uh, I don't preach)
Bitch, I got saved by a bell like Screech (Ah)
Dream about that money, yeah, I see it in my sleep (See it)
Yeah, I'm eatin' good, see the food in my teeth
Screamin' free my nigga Vezz' 'til he get back on the streets (Free Icewear)
Ayy, I done seen a fiend strung out on hard (Facts)
Then that same nigga get to jail and run a yard (You hear me?)
Never look down on no man, that's law
How the fuck is you a kingpin and you don't own a car? (Nigga)
Nigga, I done been down to my last couple
Ain't nobody give me shit, but I ain't mad, fuck 'em
Had to focus up, buckle down and step it up
You ain't really livin' how you rappin' get your hustle up, nigga (Da Realest)
[Outro]
Y'all niggas know y'all can't fuck with me, nigga
That shit was lies
I'm 'bout to step on the gas on these niggas, though
Still on my winter grind, fuck nigga
Holler at me
Five-thousand for a verse, nigga, ha!
56 Bars was written by Peezy.
56 Bars was produced by WoodOnDaBeat.