Enough Lyrics - Seen It All: The Autobiography - Young Jeezy

If you grind hard enough 

If you grind long enough 

If you grind hard enough 

Oh Lord, I woke up this morning and started praying 

And only niggas feeling my pain, know what I'm saying 

Dear Lord, street life ain't no game, know what I'm saying 

It's for my money really, fuck the fame and I ain't playing 

See I passed the rock a couple of times, let me assist 

Nigga me and ya'll together how the fuck we gone miss 

Nigga all we worry about is how the fuck they gone flip 

Come thru in dem drop things, I swear to god they gone trip 

Beat the haters, Beat the feds, now that's gotta be a sign 

Smoke da blunt and left the body, Right and loose my mind 

Hit the booth and spazzed out, almost lost my mothafuckin' mind 

Might fuck these hoes, get on my mothafuckin' grind 

Sleep is the cousin of death and I'm alive 

Thug Motivation plus inspiration equals survive 

They tryna rob you for ya success with no disguise 

I know that shit was hard on you Young and where ya ride 

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(If you grind hard enough) 

You could stack a few mil' nigga make it out the streets like me 

(If you grind strong enough) 

You could be a trap star nigga be on TV and keep it G 

(If you grind long enough) 

You could take care of your nephews and your nieces and your moms and your girl 

(If you grind hard enough) 

You could stand on top, tell these hatin ass niggas It's Tha World 

I'm on deck, on point, I'm straight, I'm cool 

Dropped the whole 500, drop dat old school 

Live by the G Code nigga, I don't break no rules 

Hey, when I was in the streets I ain't see those dudes 

All I know, come through use the kitchen do the dishes 

Block hot say ya prayers say ya mothafuckin' wishes 

Jizzle what you do? you sick of hopping outta a Coupe? 

Cop a four door nigga hop up out it in a suit 

Giorgio Armani, still represent the struggle 

I'm in this Giorgio Armani, still represent the hustle 

See the man made the clothes, clothes never made the man 

And if a nigga tell you different, he ain't seen a hundred grand 

All I heard is what I couldn't do, All I heard is what I couldn't be 

Yet I'm still determined on these niggas, just look at me 

Sometimes I lay up in my bed, think 'till my head hurt 

Fuck rest I rather stress, yeah we call that bad work 

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Okay now fuck that bullshit, get off ya mothafuckin' ass 

You working with us 

Yup, you grind a mothafuckin' a half 

And when you grind a half 

You pay ya mothafuckin' staff 

And then u take the hood 

You do the mothafuckin' math 

Now fuck that bullshit, get off ya mothafuckin' ass 

Get off ya fucking ass 

Nigga stack ya fuckin cash 

And when you grab ya 

You pay ya mothafuckin' staff 

And then u paid the world 

You do the mothafuckin' math