Paypa - Grinding lyrics

[Hook] Winding like a motherf**er Swear I feel on top of the world Shining like a motherf**er We over here chilling, chilling Grinding like a motherf**er I swear I be all over the world It's my timing like a motherf**er We focused on winning [Verse 1: Paypa] City after city, signing big ol' titties Flyer than a Commodore, pockets Lionel Richie These bad b**hes is all in my face, they think I'm illy Giving me they faith, and I tell 'em it's no biggie Bad motherf**er, ball like I'm at Rucker Out here for my family, I gotta provide supper Trying to stay up out the gutter, that's why I relate to bowling Knocking down pin-ups, I'm just in my lane rolling In that black 760, Fields got that loud b**hes skinny-dipping, and we fresh up out of towels I smell that at home, that's that YSL And if I wasn't rapping, you'd be asking why I sell Baby, it's the coalition; I work like a slave Now my whip is mint condition -- they hate and it's a shame Cause they deal with sh** like women That's why I'm yelling, "f** 'em!" Hustle for tomorrow cause yesterday means nothing That's why [Hook] [Verse 2: Troy Ave] Dope be the game, Troy Ave be the name I be shining like a motherf**er, wearing four chains I do it for my city, yeah, the n***as in the chains Making all their collect calls, knowing I could be in the same place I still run base Three strike laws, trying to make it home safe Went from a buck to an ounce to an eighth Now a n***a pull big amounts in my safe Keys open doors, I profit off raw The phrase, "Let me cook" mean a whole lot more To my n***as, my dealers, my k**ers We the triple threat if you add it to hoes' feelings Oh baby, go crazy, give me top with the top off I had a Benz 'fore this rap sh** popped off Fact, grinding like a motherf**er still Got the streets yelling, "Powder!"; I'm major without a deal For real [Hook]