Grindin' My Whole Life, Pt. 2

(Hit-Boy & Big Hit) Watchu been doing your whole life? Grindin' Watchu been doing your whole life? Shinin' Now what we doin' in this life? Climbin' Bustin' down these diamonds Everything is timing Watchu been doing your whole life? Grindin' Wathcu been doing your whole life? Survivin' Now what we doin' in this life? Bondin' No more tears in silence No strugglin', no strivin' No more police sirens (Hit-Boy) You was addicted to running the streets And I was addicted to beats I played for the Pony's in Pasadena And you wasn't there to lace up my cleats Keep it a bean, that fd me up But I kept it gangsta, that run in my blood We stay buttin' heads but na it's love (Big Hit) You more than my son now lets run it up Grindin' Grindin' (Hit-Boy & Big Hit) I'm the General on the streets I'm the General on these beats So generally, it's in our DNA- we both a beast On the B, I got the P's of the trees, brystal, clean Hit-Boy Nu.Wav hit like Tank Davis sparring in the ring I been grindin' my whole life I had to go and get it You know I'm wit it, from the streets to the Pen I'm wit the business I'm the new black Super-Hero, fk crime I'm going legal Blood this system's so lethal Pharaoh release my people Fk Congress, these police and these lawyers worse than convicts Music industry Exec's robbing artists for the profit I've been thuggin' through a lot I ain't bloodin', but I got a lot of B's on my desktop We sewing it up like Suge and Pac Can't stop, won't stop Pasadena, tip-top Feel like Nelson Mandela Marcus Garvey on the block I've been grindin' my whole life You know G'z Don't Cry Ain't no tears in my eyes, but the pain still inside (Hit-Boy & Big Hit) That's why I'm grindin' Grindin' Grindin' That's why I'm grindin' Grindin' Grindin' Watchu been doing your whole life? Grindin' Watchu been doing your whole life? Grindin' (Hit-Boy & Big Hit) Calm down, Pops, just put down the Glocks You fresh out the box, kick back, take a shot It's aight- you home now, I'mma get you right Take this low-low, take this bike, it's some money, it's some ice Fk a na thought? Check out the blood walk Bout to outline the whole fn' industry in chalk All the talk irrelevant, it's no coincidence Every beat is a hit and all I spit is hard st I'm so wit' it Them Pasadena blocks, I'm representin' Fk wit lil Hit, I'll gladly pay you a visit Here go a booth, here go a mic You know HB got it tight Now go ahead and tell the world how you fought for your life Tell it all I was five hiding weed in my drawers You was tellin' me to stash it in the bathroom stalls On the visit you was flippin', calling all the police bitches Made 'em terminate the visit, kicked us out in thirty minutes Watchu know about speaking codes all in the phone? Tryna tell your little child how to stuff the balloons Lil' dude paranoid walking past the guards So I embrace him harder whisper, "that's my boy" Tell him go and grab some chips, some sodas and some cards After I swallow everything, I bail back to the yard (Hit-Boy & Big Hit) That's why I'm grindin' Grindin' Grindin' That's why I'm grindin' Grindin' Grindin' Watchu been doing your whole life? Grindin' Watchu been doing your whole life? Grindin'