เนื้อเพลง Enough - Young Jeezy

[Intro:]
If you grind hard Enough
If you grind long enough
If you grind hard enough

[Verse 1:]
Oh Lord, I woke up this morning and started praying
And only n*ggas 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, f*ck the fame and I ain't playing
See I passed the rock a couple of times, let me assist
N*gga me and ya'll together how the f*ck we gone miss
N*gga all we worry about is how the f*ck 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 mothaf*ckin' mind
Might f*ck these hoes, get on my mothaf*ckin' 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 sh*t was hard on you Young and where ya ride

[Hook:]
(If you grind hard enough)
You could stack a few mil' n*gga make it out the streets like me
(If you grind strong enough)
You could be a trap star n*gga 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 n*ggas It's Tha World

[Verse 2:]
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 n*gga, 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 mothaf*ckin' wishes
Jizzle what you do? you sick of hopping outta a Coupe?
Cop a four door n*gga 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 n*gga 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 n*ggas, just look at me
Sometimes I lay up in my bed, think 'till my head hurt
F*ck rest I rather stress, yeah we call that bad work

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Okay now f*ck that bullsh*t, get off ya mothaf*ckin' ass
You working with us
Yup, you grind a mothaf*ckin' a half
And when you grind a half
You pay ya mothaf*ckin' staff
And then u take the hood
You do the mothaf*ckin' math
Now f*ck that bullsh*t, get off ya mothaf*ckin' ass
Get off ya f*cking ass
N*gga stack ya f*ckin cash
And when you grab ya
You pay ya mothaf*ckin' staff
And then u paid the world
You do the mothaf*ckin' math

[Hook]