QD - I Had To Lyrics

I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cause
I had to shine
I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cause
I had to shine
My golden years gone but I’m still in my prime
I been on 10 ever since I was 9
She wont let me loose that put me in a bind
I ain’t want her ass, I left her behind
Cut off some niggas, that wasn’t like I’m
I lost some bitches but they wasn’t mine
Still l kept it real even when I dropped dimes
I rhymed and I rhymed all these years just to find
None of these niggas shit harder than mine
Cooler than all of yo niggas combined
Hurtin they heart cuz I ain’t even trying
I feel what they saying just like I read blind
Just like Black Friday, get nothin but lines
I made lemonade when life handed me limes
Shot to the top, won’t no need to climb
It won’t long ago I remember the times
And all of my niggas wit crimes, we send them Phones to empty homes
Go grab that pack Once I give you the sign
Wont give me credit well nevermind,
Cause when I use debit it never decline
I’m not from this place, I ain’t one of yo kind
I don’t fuck wit ducks this ain’t Anaheim
I want da bucks plus a mil cause I grind
Plug hit my line said he got the pine
Swing through and get a 7 like a vine
Had to have Goalds, reset and remind
Had to be real when niggas was lying
Now I’m the man for what we supplying
You selling shit that they never be buying
I see the comments, but I ain’t replying
Cause if it pop off the somebody dying
I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cuz
I had to shine
Now I’m the man for what we supplying
You selling shit that they never be buying
I see the comments, but I ain’t replying
Cause if it pop off the somebody dying
I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cuz
I had to shine

I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cause
I had to shine
I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cause
I had to shine
My golden years gone but I’m still in my prime
I been on 10 ever since I was 9
She wont let me loose that put me in a bind
I ain’t want her ass, I left her behind
Cut off some niggas, that wasn’t like I’m
I lost some bitches but they wasn’t mine
Still l kept it real even when I dropped dimes
I rhymed and I rhymed all these years just to find
None of these niggas shit harder than mine
Cooler than all of yo niggas combined
Hurtin they heart cuz I ain’t even trying
I feel what they saying just like I read blind
Just like Black Friday, get nothin but lines
I made lemonade when life handed me limes
Shot to the top, won’t no need to climb
It won’t long ago I remember the times
And all of my niggas wit crimes, we send them Phones to empty homes
Go grab that pack Once I give you the sign
Wont give me credit well nevermind,
Cause when I use debit it never decline
I’m not from this place, I ain’t one of yo kind
I don’t fuck wit ducks this ain’t Anaheim
I want da bucks plus a mil cause I grind
Plug hit my line said he got the pine
Swing through and get a 7 like a vine
Had to have Goalds, reset and remind
Had to be real when niggas was lying
Now I’m the man for what we supplying
You selling shit that they never be buying
I see the comments, but I ain’t replying
Cause if it pop off the somebody dying
I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cuz
I had to shine
Now I’m the man for what we supplying
You selling shit that they never be buying
I see the comments, but I ain’t replying
Cause if it pop off the somebody dying
I had to live
I had to grind
I had to give cuz
I had to shine