SevenMile P, Diallo Ve, MoneyMan Lo - Business Plans Lyrics

I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
Low key I been out the way stacking running up this fucking cheese
I learned how to count before I ever learned my abc's
I counted up a half of tickets off them edd's
Then turn around and made 250 off them ppp's
Man I can't lie I swear to god every state green
I dreamed about this shit everyday since I was 18
I know some people prada of me some that hate me
Yea I might bend but you niggas can't break me
The goat in this shit a goat in this bitch the goal is to get rich
I can't lie I can't settle for shit bitch still in the hood making
Plays tryna get out nobody ever gave me shit I went and
Found make my own route figured it out ain't nobody gave a nigga
Nothing I been on the grind since bet had rap city in the basement boy
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
Been dreaming bout bein rich since a kid
Never knew how hard it would be
Can't quit until we all get rich
And my fam make it outta poverty
I'ma make it so we all be straight
Use my voice to put some food on our plates
We got kids to feed I'ma put in leg work like it's ten of me
Ion't got no enemies all I ever really wanted was my people balling
You ain't gotta gas me up I ain't never stalling
Always on the move gotta keep it going
Niggas down to ride we forever rolling
I'm too real don't got time for hate
I don't got too much time to waste
I don't care how much time it take
I just know I got moves to make
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I been low key just getting cheese riding round smoking weed
I know a nigga up 100gs and he can't even read
You ain't doing the dash in that rental you can't even speed
We gone hit yo city so deep we might need a sleeve
Anytime I'm in yo town I'm seeing cheese before I leave
I been known to stack all the blues and just blow green
In the hood I'm active I ain't acting boy I know the fenes
But you don't know shit but some tight ass expensive jeans
Hit sweet water for the wings tomorrow it's the crab house
Thinking bout them days playing madden in the stash house
I don't look at shit if I cant hit the mall cash out
They talking down but I'm doing good they gotta bad mouth
I be smoking loud so it hard for me to listen
Niggas be fake as hell but can't you tell I know the difference
Breaking down backwoods just to stuff it with some cookie grams
Riding round with P bussing juggs discussing business plans
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over

I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
Low key I been out the way stacking running up this fucking cheese
I learned how to count before I ever learned my abc's
I counted up a half of tickets off them edd's
Then turn around and made 250 off them ppp's
Man I can't lie I swear to god every state green
I dreamed about this shit everyday since I was 18
I know some people prada of me some that hate me
Yea I might bend but you niggas can't break me
The goat in this shit a goat in this bitch the goal is to get rich
I can't lie I can't settle for shit bitch still in the hood making
Plays tryna get out nobody ever gave me shit I went and
Found make my own route figured it out ain't nobody gave a nigga
Nothing I been on the grind since bet had rap city in the basement boy
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
Been dreaming bout bein rich since a kid
Never knew how hard it would be
Can't quit until we all get rich
And my fam make it outta poverty
I'ma make it so we all be straight
Use my voice to put some food on our plates
We got kids to feed I'ma put in leg work like it's ten of me
Ion't got no enemies all I ever really wanted was my people balling
You ain't gotta gas me up I ain't never stalling
Always on the move gotta keep it going
Niggas down to ride we forever rolling
I'm too real don't got time for hate
I don't got too much time to waste
I don't care how much time it take
I just know I got moves to make
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I been low key just getting cheese riding round smoking weed
I know a nigga up 100gs and he can't even read
You ain't doing the dash in that rental you can't even speed
We gone hit yo city so deep we might need a sleeve
Anytime I'm in yo town I'm seeing cheese before I leave
I been known to stack all the blues and just blow green
In the hood I'm active I ain't acting boy I know the fenes
But you don't know shit but some tight ass expensive jeans
Hit sweet water for the wings tomorrow it's the crab house
Thinking bout them days playing madden in the stash house
I don't look at shit if I cant hit the mall cash out
They talking down but I'm doing good they gotta bad mouth
I be smoking loud so it hard for me to listen
Niggas be fake as hell but can't you tell I know the difference
Breaking down backwoods just to stuff it with some cookie grams
Riding round with P bussing juggs discussing business plans
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over
I'm back on my grind I'm back on my shit the bag getting closer
Ain't wasting no time I'm tryna get rich can't stop until it's over