chorus so many nights i grind late in the morning time oh i can t go inside until it s over i got a barn full of dimes and i got my nine no i can t go inside until it s over verse 1 yo 92 i d be 12 years old my mama had the 98 sittin on the vogue lil guda showed me 28 grams in the o oh 16 of them thangs to make a whole they kill my nigga hollywood outside the studio i pour the liquor for my nigga blowing fruities tho i can ease the pain relax release then let it go but if i ever see them niggas i ma let it go shoot out the club crucial on some dumb shit and that s what the fuck i call a crucial conflict rent late and my kids need some new shoes this high point keep jammin need a new a clue hate to say it but i settled for a ged when half these rappers ain t got diplomas on bet i got a bench warrant and 12 getting closer i pray to allah they don t run our boys all over chorus so many nights i grind late in the morning time oh i can t go inside until it s over i got a barn full of dimes and i got my nine no i can t go inside until it s over  verse 2 so many familiar artists starving like marvin eating that track like double stacks plus cheese added mixed in with rap mathematiks dark alleys and addicts trap tactics plastic automatics automatically turn pockets rapidly into rabid here is the score children of the corn popped like kellogs making a beating heart stop like an abortion most of us was forced in and the rest of yall niggas practicing gangster ask about the trap another night thats what i think chorus so many nights i grind late in the morning time oh i can t go inside until it s over i got a barn full of dimes and i got my nine no i can t go inside until it s over verse 3 i cant go inside not until its over some of my partners died their tears on my shoulder a real stand up dude this game cut tho so i dont want nobody round game but fo got a barn full of dimes so im grinding hard the money always on my mind so im grinding hard its like it never ends the game aint ever over hope when my barn gone im still looking over my shoulder late night hollywood row cooking four and and a half break down with dimes 50s 100s fast i been working with the work j quit the trap short stop niggas lean with them candy ass tuesday morning roll blocks at my front door givin js cold knocks so the hustle flow like terrence howard got em lined up like dominoes and uncle fred just cant wait to test it tho chorus so many nights i grind late in the morning time oh i can t go inside until it s over i got a barn full of dimes and i got my nine no i can t go inside until it s over 