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All Grind
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Hip-Hop/Rap
All Grind was released on March 15, 2026 by 9525181 Records DK2 as a part of the album All Grind - Single
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Release DateMarch 15, 2026
Label9525181 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Relu$
Relu$
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Arelus
Caleb Arelus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
leai1side
leai1side
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah. You thought I was done? Uh, yeah. The weight is over
Bankrolls, dollar signs. Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Bankrolls, dollar signs. I don't know about you, I'm gon' get me mine
Foreign V's, leather seats, Either way, I'm riding, different pedigree
All grind, All grind, Got it out the mud, ****, all grind
All grind, All grind, Got it out the mud, ****, all grind
I can't worry 'bout no stripes, I get my Yeezy on
Lord knows my winter time grind, I get my Peezy on
I can't trust a bitch if she breathing wrong
Imagine what she'll do for a trey, just like Nia Long
Keep reminiscing, some my partners ain't here no more
If I cut him off, can't chop it over beers no more
You ain't on my level, dawg, we ain't peers no more
I rock a couple diamonds hit like chandeliers fasho
Got a couple pieces that I only wear for show
Lord knows I got that Bruce Lee Roy glow
Lauren Hill, Wyclef mixed with my flow
Give a fuck 'bout what it seems, we gon' get it sowed
I ain't worried 'bout no sticks an stones
These ain't Chuck Taylor's, bitch, these Rick Owens
Long as a **** got paper, every bitch goin
Only sucker **** throwing salt when it ain't snowing, ain't snowing, ain't snowing
Bankrolls, dollar signs. I don't know about you, I'm gon' get me mine
Foreign V's, leather seats, Either way, I'm riding, different pedigree
All grind, All grind, Got it out the mud, ****, all grind
All grind, All grind, Got it out the mud, ****, all grind
Yeah, two-door coupe
One thing about a **** like me, know how to keep it player like Snoop
Hit a **** baby mama
Give a fuck about ya baby boy
I'm just living my truth
Give a fuck about a top five, boy, 'cause I'm top two
Always kept it real, I was taught to
Can tell by how you moving that is not you
Your dawg ain't your dawg, twoPac, Juice
Rocking buffs, I feel like Dion prime, Ain't an average ****, they surprised when we on time
Lotta snakes, call 'em Done slimes, Eight Gucci belts, but he ain't keep a G one time
If you can't stand on your word, then your word don't mean nothing
You know how many of these **** I done seen bluffing
Lotta pressure, **** crumble like a muffin
They ain't come to see you, Otis, I'm a star like David Ruffin
Yeah, every bitch I meet act like every bitch I met
Ain't in the league, but I'm a player, she can't do me like I'm Steph
Euro-stepping when I travel, that means I can't miss a step
Keep your guard up, they can't save you like a ref
Bankrolls, dollar signs. I don't know about you, I'm gon' get me mine
Foreign V's, leather seats, Either way, I'm riding, different pedigree
All grind, All grind, Got it out the mud, ****, all grind
All grind, All grind, Got it out the mud, ****, all grind
Written by: Caleb Arelus
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