Grindin'

Everyday's a new struggle,

You see youve been poppin' bottles tryna cope with your troubles,

We been out here, spittin' on instrumentals,

Keepin' it real-on my frontal,

Stayin' hard, never soft, for these suckas,

Other rappers got me on my chuckles,

Get me a fuckin' body-double, am i gonna make it?

Pacing-gettin' angry, am i going insane cause..

 

Lately..

Oh, lately..

 

I've been straight-grindin, uh

Straight Grindin'

 

Flippin' tables, no-goddamn motherfucking label,

Just a lost soul, losin-it,

Tryna stay stable, can i stay faithful to this game?

Psychotically mentally, deranged walkin' in tha gutter uh,

Talkin' to myself, think i hear my conceince..

Theres no reason for tryna breath on this fuckin' 2 cents,

People wanna hear me, payin' for my 2-cents, yeah..

Listen smell the scent, of my greed-ambition, so much dedication,

For a fuckin' nuisance, squawkin' at tha devil on my knees,

God never-helped send me-

Or moms a fuckin' paycheck, always on tha-movement,

Never stopped for a solution, i'm great-V's the antichrist or new god, uh..

N imma fuckin' prove-it..

 

Straight Grindin'

 

Yeaaaaaaa...

 

I've been straight grindin'