s why I grind even when it ain't showin I grind where I'm at cause I'm sure where I'm going [Chorus:] That's why I grind That's why I'm never gonna stop
banks)] (nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack I'm the clip, you the gat I'm the glock, you the mac I'm the artist, you the trap I'm a pen, you the pad I
I got an arsenal, a infantry, I'm built for this mentally That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do Front on me now, nigga, I'll be the
I just don't understand 'Cause when I was a youngsta, money was so damn hard to find Hooked up with my young comrades and we was steadily on the grind When I
can I not talk big? I got to) Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes Wale [Wale - Verse 1] Yeah, uh Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on
back with the clack and the click, see I ain't playin! [Outro: Busta Rhymes] [laughs] Why oh why oh WHY! Royce Da 5'9" please tell me why! Why the fuck
you gon' rep for P-A on this album?" I said "you bitch ass nigga, I am P-A, who the fuck is you nigga? Know what I'm sayin? Everybody know I rep for
' food (like ohh) You see 'dat I'mma need a recap Grab a weed sack cheap that 'till my feet flat I got this covered like a pro bowl d-back Breathe rap
s the life I live I grind all day, High School sellin mixtapes in the hallway, I bet they never thought I?d be this cool, Now they understand why I skip
nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas I promise
boy, 'cause I ain't say shit It's hotter on the block than it is in the kitchen And I'm hard in the paint, listen, I'm steady dippin' I get down, while
paper flipping I got's to get a house, before I start wood gripping [Mike Jones] Ninety percent grinding, ten percent sleep I peep game when I'm asleep, I hold heat when I creep I'm Mike Jones I
life was paralleled park until I put it in drive D.U.I. smacked and broke both of my headlights Chicks gunning me down running mad red lights I had
I'ma show you mine And don't say money I put it all on the line And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] Okay, I
and I'ma show you mine And don't say money I put it all on the line And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] Okay, I
ice and i'ma show you mine And don't say money I put it all on the line And you can't fuck with me because my nigga's is the grind Verse 2: pastor troy Okay, I
world till I'm gone I'm bucking sat Corey Brooke he treating my niggaz wrong Until I'm gone, they gon' see who I be I'm pinching these bricks ducking