[produced by KevGotHeat]
[Chorus: KevGotHeat]
Y'all was asleep, but I had to grind
Y'all live in the present, I live down the line
I always make use of my time
Stacking my money, never lost track of a dime
[Verse 1: KevGotHeat]
Y'all was asleep, but I had to grind
Y'all live in the present, I live down the line
I always make use of my time
Stacking my money, never lost track of a dime
I'm not even in my prime
If I ever took a loss, I bounced back, I was fine
I'm looking around, I must be one of a kind
'Cause I got the vision, you niggas is blind
I Stevie wonder why everyone's fine with being under
I'm wide awake, get out the slumber
I'm talking to money, you got the wrong number
I'm running to the money, I'm running to the cash
I need to come first, I ain't worried 'bout last
I'm talking 'bout the future and y'all stuck on the past
I wanna stand out, you just following the mass
You make a lot of noise, but I don't see nothing, I'ma call you thunder
My future so bright, you stand around and get sunburn
I count bands for the comfort
She want to kick it, I'm a punter
Looking for the check, I'm a hunter
I count money 'til my thumbs hurt like
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: WTG]
While y'all was asleep, I was awake
Grinding for cheddar, and stacking this cake
Niggas will hit my phone but they are fake
They trying to take it from me, that's a mistake
They playing around, these niggas is funny
My number one goal is collecting this money
Ain't touching no bands, my G you a dummy
And when I get right you ain't getting shit from me
Always on the grind, yeah I'm 'bout my shit
Bitch wanna fuck with me, but that's not my bitch
Man, Kev flyin' by you in a drop top whip
While I'm in the passenger whippin' up hot shit
If you ain't talkin' money, then you can't talk shit
Niggas must be constipated 'cause they don't got shit
Gotta work, gotta work, that's why I always drop shit
I ain't sleep 'til Sunday, when twelve-o-clock hit
Yo, I gotta grind, man, I gotta grind
'Cause this money's all on my fucking mind
I'm an early bird, I can't waste no time
If you ain't talking hundreds, get off my line
These beats are boomin' and the vocals tight
Y'all went to sleep, I worked overnight
Man I gotta grind cause there's more to life
Than being dead broke with no cash in sight
[Chorus]
[Chorus: KevGotHeat]
Y'all was asleep, but I had to grind
Y'all live in the present, I live down the line
I always make use of my time
Stacking my money, never lost track of a dime
[Verse 1: KevGotHeat]
Y'all was asleep, but I had to grind
Y'all live in the present, I live down the line
I always make use of my time
Stacking my money, never lost track of a dime
I'm not even in my prime
If I ever took a loss, I bounced back, I was fine
I'm looking around, I must be one of a kind
'Cause I got the vision, you niggas is blind
I Stevie wonder why everyone's fine with being under
I'm wide awake, get out the slumber
I'm talking to money, you got the wrong number
I'm running to the money, I'm running to the cash
I need to come first, I ain't worried 'bout last
I'm talking 'bout the future and y'all stuck on the past
I wanna stand out, you just following the mass
You make a lot of noise, but I don't see nothing, I'ma call you thunder
My future so bright, you stand around and get sunburn
I count bands for the comfort
She want to kick it, I'm a punter
Looking for the check, I'm a hunter
I count money 'til my thumbs hurt like
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: WTG]
While y'all was asleep, I was awake
Grinding for cheddar, and stacking this cake
Niggas will hit my phone but they are fake
They trying to take it from me, that's a mistake
They playing around, these niggas is funny
My number one goal is collecting this money
Ain't touching no bands, my G you a dummy
And when I get right you ain't getting shit from me
Always on the grind, yeah I'm 'bout my shit
Bitch wanna fuck with me, but that's not my bitch
Man, Kev flyin' by you in a drop top whip
While I'm in the passenger whippin' up hot shit
If you ain't talkin' money, then you can't talk shit
Niggas must be constipated 'cause they don't got shit
Gotta work, gotta work, that's why I always drop shit
I ain't sleep 'til Sunday, when twelve-o-clock hit
Yo, I gotta grind, man, I gotta grind
'Cause this money's all on my fucking mind
I'm an early bird, I can't waste no time
If you ain't talking hundreds, get off my line
These beats are boomin' and the vocals tight
Y'all went to sleep, I worked overnight
Man I gotta grind cause there's more to life
Than being dead broke with no cash in sight
[Chorus]
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