On My Grind (feat. Maaly Maal)

Bitch I been out here on my grind

Been Doing fine

This is my time

Put it all on the line

No wasting time

If you need that smoke

then let me know

I'm on the road

Can't sleep

Gotta eat

That's how it goes

Yea that's fasho

Young god in his prime (oh god)

Still Making my way up to the top

Had to skip the whole line (real shit)

Let these **** have they shot

Time to take what's mine

Been putting on for the block

24/7 day & Night

Yeah they know imma rock

Since a young god I was calling all the shots

It'd be a cold day in hell before they take my spot

I'm like hold up, wait wait wait hold up

Why they hating on a G

I was up all night tryna form a master plan to put on for me and my team

Planned to rule the whole world

Left home at 17

Now I got the drip and I'm always on the scene

Had to give it all I had

Now I got it in the bag

Could give a Fuck about who support my dreams

Had to lace up my sneaks,

Keep my ears to the streets

Had to slow down my race let these **** catch up to speed (they cant keep up)

Man I always been the king

Fell off once, but that shit ain't stop a thing

Better check my stats

Yea I got my train put it back on the track

Been playing this game with the city on my back

Ain't no stopping the god this that real rap

Yea this that real rap

Been working on these flows since a jit

Put in overtime like a **** tryna get his first six pack

That east side I bang that

Don't let ya spot be where the stain at

Cuz if it's about the money imma claim that

Red dots I ain't tussling for no take-backs

Bitch I been out here on my grind

Been Doing fine

This is my time

Put it all on the line

No wasting time

If you need that smoke then let me know

I'm on the road

Can't sleep

Gotta eat

That's how it goes

Yea that's fasho

What you need everything for sale

Only thing for free

Is you can take this L

I'm like the bearer of bad news

Cause a lot of **** don't take it well

My stage appearance

That's my main appeal

Went thru a couple stages just to make it here

I locked myself inside the stu

Ain't tryna leave until I make the bail

Tryna make it there

Without a major deal

I remember back in high school I was dropping bars

In the hallways battling ****

Wit a straight acapella til they rang the bell

Don't fuck with pigs cause they made to squeal

Tryna match my flow

Is like tryna find my name and address

In a crate of Mail

I am the wave

You on the wave to sail

This my fortune like I played the wheel

Its my turn and I pray the wheel go my way

That's the high way

Some don't make it out the drive way

Grinding from Friday to Friday

Imaging what I did in a week

**** over here ain't weak

I pressed myself to beast

No worries bout losing sleep

Never running from defeat

I soaked 'em when

I wet my feet

I'll wet ya bitch

She in heat

I spit with ease

That's a gleet

My plate is full

Gotta eat

Us **** hungry

Gotta eat

I'm healthy

I eat all my beats

Bitch I been out here on my grind

Been Doing fine

This is my time

Put it all on the line

No wasting time

If you need that smoke then let me know

I'm on the road

Can't sleep

Gotta eat

That's how it goes

Yea that's fasho