Supermarket money, but that market money's not as super

Life's fuckin' twisted like Kama Sutra, but not a loser

That's what I told myself, but I kept it stealth

As I was searchin' job offers on my mom's computer

I felt ashamed of making wrong maneuvers

What would you tell her if loved her, but you couldn't afford the Uber to rendezvous here?

Damn, tried to carve my future with a dull knife

From high spirited to low life (Low life)

From high diligence to Snow White ignorance with that poisoned apple

Now the boy is baffled by his own hype, no I

Made the decision to be a rapper back in '09

My German mama like "Oh nein"

My German mama told me I could be anything that I wanted to

So why'd I gotta choose to be an artist? I didn't

I fought it, I fidgeted, thought I could win it, but lost to my vision

Even Sabrina thought it oughta be different

So what you mean I got a lottery ticket with winning digits?

Leavin' nine to fives to be free

Now I'm alive in 3D, rather die while tryin' to be me

Now I got what I wanted, but still I bleed, like

Now I got what I wanted, but still I bleed, like

Still it seems right

(Okay)

Way too many issues on my mind

Haters try to diss you all the time

They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn't mind

All of this part of the grind, part of the grind

(Yeah)

Way too many issues on my mind

Haters try to diss you all the time

They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn't mind

All of this part of the grind, part of the grind

Now I got bitches feenin' for cash, but avoid the golden retrievers

I say it's cause of my girl, but I barely visit her either

Thought I want all these women, ignore the slides in my DM

Thought I want recognition, but don't go outside on the weekends

Now is it pretend, have I kept a lie myself?

When I put in so much effort, that I jeopardized my health

When I bailed on family and sacrificed life days

'Cause I wanted flashin' lights like Ye

She will write "Night, babe"

Text to my phone, I overheard it when I put that shit on light vibrate

Man, I'm workin' to the bone

But if I keep at it, can I count on reachin' 40? I'm like five times eight

I'm like five times eight, you think it's prime time fake

But Pootie's whip'll match his belt buckle, Sa Da Tay

And Sus's chick'll match his self struggles, à la Seyfried

Same team, ain't leavin' till side lines play

So talk your shit and just assume I can't rap, and this dude ain't half-Black

Half a life without my dad, don't that prove I'm half-Black?

You new to that fact? That's 'cause you don't know shit about me

Funny how they knew the life I've lived without me

Now my uncle's regret is havin' just humble endeavors

Saturday brunchin' with leather sandals in comfortable sweaters

Settled for Lunchables cheddar, but I wanted cheese on a plate, so

They tried to leave us starvin', we ate though, aye

Way too many issues on my mind

Haters try to diss you all the time

They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn't mind

All of this part of the grind, part of the grind

(Yeah)

Way too many issues on my mind

Haters try to diss you all the time

They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn't mind

All of this part of the grind, part of the grind

(Yeah)

Part of the grind

Part of the grind

Part of the grind

Part of the grind