The Process

Grind, Grind, Grind

Grind, Grind, Grind

Grind

Stacks on my mind / all I see is green on my dinner plate

Bout to up my grind / kill this here from state to state

Take my time with this arithmetic, nickel and dime tryna get me shit

Cause this check to check ain’t what I’m checkin’ for tryna drown my pockets, and wet my wrist

I ain’t focused on status, but when I get it I promise I’m killing’ ****

Make me easy to reach, act like I’m sleep, when they reach I kill them ****

Gave a mile of slack, two years of silence and still I ain’t impressed

Dropped three singles, one EP and ya’ll still ain’t got my best, ( yeah )

So from up here on my hill, ( uh ) know that it’s finally my year, ( uh )

Everything that you should be starts right here, and I’m

Sittin’ down dreamin’ bout racks all day

Head in the clouds comin’ down no way

9 - 5 shit man it really don’t pay

Nah it really don’t pay, nah it really don’t pay

Mama always said never give in boy

When she didn’t pay the car note cause she spent it on my toys

Took my toys to school, sold em for some cash

That was the beginning now 200 on the dash

All they say is you just a dreamer, so fuck yo’ dreams

And I tell em fuck you too, then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

They tell me fuck yo dreams, I tell em fuck you too

Fuck you too, then I get right back to grindin’ on em

I drew up a plan, put it in motion and now I got options

Gave up a lead, and some pocket change for window shoppin’

And I’m poppin’, I’m real ****, give you the shit you can feel ****

Entertainment on stages, but this music, I live ****

Grindin’ for the top, all the while takin’ care of my business

Gotta see 3 or 4 Grammy’s, a Oscar, 1 or 10 mill thats collectin' my pennies

The lord be my witness I’m plannin’ on gettin’ it, fight through the petty and pain

If it’s with or without you I’ll get it, I’ll get it, I’ll grind until nothing’s the same

You think it’s a game huh, til I pull up and swerve in yo’ lane to show you I own it

I will not be the legend that only lives for the moment, so I'm

Sittin’ down dreamin’ bout racks all day

Head in the clouds comin’ down no way

9 - 5 shit man it really don’t pay

Nah it really don’t pay, nah it really don’t pay

Mama always said never give in boy

When she didn’t pay the car note cause she spent it on my toys

Took my toys to school, sold em for some cash

That was the beginning now 200 on the dash

All they say is you just a dreamer, so fuck yo’ dreams

And I tell em fuck you too, then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em ) grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

Then get right back to grindin’ on em, ( grindin’ on em )

They tell me fuck yo dreams, I tell em fuck you too

Fuck you too, then I get right back to grindin’ on em