Zakki – Grind

Zakki – Grind Lyrics

Artist: Zakki
Song: Grind

Yeah, yeah
Jeg var på min egen grind
Jeg stack’a para med en dream
Nå vi spiser godt hver dag som om vi feirer eid

Setter retningen mot syd
Pakker baggen vi skal fly
Tankegangen min er syk så jeg sikter mot en sky
For vi løpte etter para som barn men vi ble eldre

Ingenting var skremmende
Alt for mange brødre blе til fremmede
Hoodеn har fortellinger
Åpne et kapittel og jeg sverger du blir skremt av det

Fortsatt håp i forandring
For jeg skal aldri dit igjen
Hvordan er jeg en gategutt jeg passet på familien
Ting å gjøre for the streets de vil ha meg på en beat igjen

Jakten etter flus plutselig har jeg ikke mer tiden igjen
Henter lacagtan vi danser opp som Shake it up Chicago
Drømmen er å splitte noen sifre med walalos
De klager når vi vinner, de hater for vi skinner

Kommet for å bli ikke tro at jeg forsvinner
Husket meg ikke da men nå jeg ser at du ringer
Sirkulerer rundt min blokk dårlig dager ble til minner
Vi bare flyr og flyr

Filmer en video til kamera tar fyr
Vi cop’er alt ingenting er for dyrt
Vi savner Norge men blir her i syd
Jeg var på min egen grind

Jeg stack’a para med en dream
Nå vi spiser godt hver dag som om vi feirer eid
Setter retningen mot syd
Pakker baggen vi skal fly

Tankegangen min er syk så jeg sikter mot en sky
For vi løpte etter para som barn men vi ble eldre
Ingenting var skremmende
Alt for mange brødre ble til fremmede

Hooden har fortellinger
Åpne et kapittel og jeg sverger du blir skremt av det
Sa til saheeb bare slapp av
Han jobber hele natta

Hører ikke på en gris jeg hører bare på min pappa
Kjent for å være på min grind
Siden jeg var liten, always money on my mind
Nakken min skal dekkes av is du skal bli blind

Kommet for det gamet for det gamet her er mine
Alt for mye stress nå for tiden
Så jeg tar fram notater
En beat også skriver

De klager når vi vinner de hater for vi skinner
Kommet for å bli ikke tro at jeg forsvinner
Husket meg ikke da men nå jeg ser at du ringer
Sirkulerer rundt min blokk dårlig dager ble til minner

Vi bare flyr og flyr
Filmer en video til kamera tar fyr
Vi cop’er alt ingenting er for dyrt
Vi savner Norge men blir her i syd

Jeg var på min egen grind
Jeg stack’a para med en dream
Nå vi spiser godt hverdag som om vi feirer eid
Setter retningen mot syd

Pakker baggen vi skal fly
Tankegangen min er syk så jeg sikter mot en sky
For vi løpte etter para som barn men vi ble eldre
Ingenting var skremmende

Alt for mange brødre ble til fremmede
Hooden har fortellinger
Åpne et kapittel og jeg sverger du blir skremt av det
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Grind Lyrics – English Translation

Yeah, yeah
I was on my own grind
I Stack’a Para with a Dream
Now we eat well every day as if we are celebrating owned

Puts the direction toward the south
Packages the bag we’re going to fly
My mindset is sick so I’m aiming against a cloud
For we run after para as a child but we got older

Nothing was frightening
Everything too many brothers blue to strangers
Hoodеn has stories
Open a chapter and I swear you are intimidated by it

Still hope in change
For I shall never there again
How am I a street end I passed on the family
Things to do for The Streets They want me on a beat again

The hunt after flus suddenly I have no more time again
Polls LaTaTan We Dance Up As Shake It Up Chicago
The dream is to split some digits with walalos
They complain when we win, they hate for we shine

Come to be not believing that I disappear
Didn’t remember me then but now I see you call
Circulates around my block bad days became memories
We just fly and fly

Movies a video to camera takes guy
We cop’er everything nothing is too expensive
We miss Norway but stay here in the South
I was on my own grind

I Stack’a Para with a Dream
Now we eat well every day as if we are celebrating owned
Puts the direction toward the south
Packages the bag we’re going to fly

My mindset is sick so I’m aiming against a cloud
For we run after para as a child but we got older
Nothing was frightening
Everything too many brothers turned to strangers

Hooden has stories
Open a chapter and I swear you are intimidated by it
Said to Saheb just relax
He works all night

Don’t listen to a pig I only hear on my dad
Known to be on my grind
Since I was small, Always Money on My Mind
My neck to be covered by ice you should be blind

Come for the gamet for that gamet here is mine
Everything too much stress now for the time
So I take notes
A beat also writes

They complain when we win they hate for we shine
Come to be not believing that I disappear
Didn’t remember me then but now I see you call
Circulates around my block bad days became memories

We just fly and fly
Movies a video to camera takes guy
We cop’er everything nothing is too expensive
We miss Norway but stay here in the South

I was on my own grind
I Stack’a Para with a Dream
Now we eat good everyday as if we are celebrating owned
Puts the direction toward the south

Packages the bag we’re going to fly
My mindset is sick so I’m aiming against a cloud
For we run after para as a child but we got older
Nothing was frightening

Everything too many brothers turned to strangers
Hooden has stories
Open a chapter and I swear you are intimidated by it
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Zakki Lyrics – Grind

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Release Year: 2022

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