[Lyric] Understand (Gunny H)

[Intro]
Let's go
Yeah
KING GRAINT made this
Yeah

[Chorus]
I been getting to this money
Try and do it for my fam
Hell yeah
I been sliding with the hustlers
Got me trapping out of vans
Aw man
I done did a lot of numbers
Shooting dice off my hands
Yeah, yeah
I'ma grind 'til it's over
Hope you people understand
Aw man
I been getting to this money
Try and do it for my fam
Hell yeah
I been sliding with the others
Got me trapping out of vans
Aw man
I done did a lot of numbers
Shooting dice off my hands
Yeah, yeah
I'ma grind 'til it's over
Hope you people understand
Yeah
[Verse 1: Gunny H]
People acting like I owe them something
Why they tripping like they David Ruffle
See, the struggle make the people hustle
Dirty clothes with the ashy knuckles
Crackheads in the alleyway
Hard times took they faith away
Broken dreams made them lead astray
My youngest shooting like he Doctor J
[?] need the bills paid
Baby girl on Section 8
Her ass fat so she started stripping
Busting ass is the only way
Tell the truth, this is everyday
Our ghettos where the devils play
I was riding like Santa's sleigh
Block kicking like Kevin Gates

[Chorus]
I been getting to this money
Try and do it for my fam
Hell yeah
I been sliding with the hustlers
Got me trapping out of vans
Aw man
I done did a lot of numbers
Shooting dice off my hands
Yeah, yeah
I'ma grind 'til it's over
Hope you people understand
Aw man
I been getting to this money
Try and do it for my fam
Hell yeah
I been sliding with the others
Got me trapping out of vans
Aw man
I done did a lot of numbers
Shooting dice off my hands
Yeah, yeah
I'ma grind 'til it's over
Hope you people understand
Yeah
[Verse 2: Plat]
Smoking rapper weed but fuck these rapping nggas
Selling drugs, but for these fake ass trapping nggas
Getting to a dollar, yeah I'm fucking bitches
In and out the district, never did no snitching
That ain't nothing that I glorify
My nggas doing life
My closest nggas died
And I don't wanna make my mama cry
So I pray to God
Still keep the .45
The shit I seen would leave you mortified
These pussy nggas, they ain't seen nothing
They too busy glorifying suckers
I be sucker ducking out the way
Shoutout my ngga [?]
Push dimes on the air
Kept the smokers coming
Hot popcorn and butter
Pop busters like a motherfucker
Sixteen hundred bloodsuckers
No [?] ass
You know what we did every summer

[Interlude: Gunny H & Plat]
You already know it's Black Zeus, ngga
1600 block wave
Mr. Fresh Pair Of Vans
You already know what the fuck it is
You bitch nggas ain't ready for this shit
KING GRAINT, shoutout my ngga
[Chorus]
I been getting to this money
Try and do it for my fam
Hell yeah
I been sliding with the hustlers
Got me trapping out of vans
Aw man
I done did a lot of numbers
Shooting dice off my hands
Yeah, yeah
I'ma grind 'til it's over
Hope you people understand
Aw man
I been getting to this money
Try and do it for my fam
Hell yeah
I been sliding with the others
Got me trapping out of vans
Aw man
I done did a lot of numbers
Shooting dice off my hands
Yeah, yeah
I'ma grind 'til it's over
Hope you people understand
Yeah