PriceCa - The Grove (Prod.By RatoBeatz) lyrics

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PriceCa - The Grove (Prod.By RatoBeatz) lyrics

The Grove Lyrics: Written by Price Come check us out, keep the pits around with no leash Keep 6 homie ain't nothing safe in these streets From the west-end, sometimes I'm down in that east Understand, if you're fronting better be cash in advance Yea man I don't check for nothing, don't ask no permission Could tell I don't give a f**, lil wayne deposition I'm on that wilson, about to pull up to that station On my grind I'm never patient so much on my mind Got no time lets get it Repping the logo on top of my fitted, sh**ting on n***as n***as you finished, witness, how I deliver the flow Look how the skin complementing the gold I need them bands that are to big to fold My soul? colder then 90 below, my goal? double up Triple the doe Hip hop ain't dead b**h it lives in the uh… (north) I know some n***as going hard up in their city Chopped it up then we linked up like Bitly When real n***as clique up you know the outcome, Big money On the block since 89. I done took the sh** world wide Yea man Hook: You know I ain't trying to make history repeat A couple left it to the system and that left them on the street I got a keep that money coming in Just got a cheque… man it's time to make it double then Man this the grove, baby this the grove What you know me for? the hottest sh** coming out the grove It's the grove, baby it's the grove It's time to go, we still got some way to go Verse 2: I'm k**ing everything I'm touching with this reaper flow Chicago crime scene, thats how I leave the studio It's still sad them people dying over nothing though You know a father should never bury his three year old Ayo, they love me, they hate me Give two f**s if they hate, we laugh back when they dis me We the type of n***as who turn mixtape to frisbees They feel me, like they frisked me About to go in promoters wave the fee for the entry I just say it how I see it don't lable me the masiah Cuz either they an artist or a really good liar Every year it's harder to sit through all of these cyphers Like, n***a can you go any lighter? Keep the circle tight, keep the fam around cuz they get me If you Jordan? around my ways I'm young Gretzky Throw the hood up? whats wrong with engine Keep it real them n***as pretending Yea I'm proud to be the exception That boy Price grind so relentless Ahh Hook: