Xenee Lee – Next lyrics

Wake up early in the morning and i grind hard
Tell em pussy niggas don't be wasting on my time
I got my fam to feed man they waiting on my grind
It's a blessing and a curse nigga same time
That's a demon that's a angel nigga same time
I tell my secrets to nobody only Lord knows
I tell my people keep on grinding and the work will show
Keep on dreaming more more and on chasing more
Life is too short anyway
I got problems that are bigger thana the numbers
Don't tell me you will understand 
I put the pressure on these niggas so they mention me
I put a lecture on you niggas so you learnt from me
My mama told me son you need to watch out for them fakes
Money racks money yeahs nigga get them racks
I want those racks in my bank account rege racks
I want those bands bands bands in my bank account
Who is the champ in here?
Who be flexing here
Who be cashin here(who?)
Touch my nigga like where dem rappers here
Who's the dead in here
I think they got the facts
I think they know I'm next
When my single drop they will think I robbed the bank
And you don't get no credit when you talk about my name
You don't want no problem nigga I'm a fucken problem
And when you look at me that's a no
Don't talk about my past that's a flop
And when you look at me that's a no
Don't talk about my past that's a flop
Don't judge me Don't cross  me
Don't judge me don't cross me

Street gang , we don't even throw signs
Standing by the corner thinking how we came far
Yeah shout out to my nigga signs
He put the flame when I was in ice
Keep judging by my past
I pass you like a blunt
Don't take me for a cunt
Well I pulled the strings where they had to be pulled