Back on the Grind

Fork N Spoon INC, Fly Out Entertainment You Know
Yeah we on our grind
Yeah! see I'm back on my grind like
I'm left-handed but I'm always doing things right
I'm in the whip wild n out like a Friday night
I gotta keep a bad chick with me on my right side
Circle too small everybody bonafide
Hood looking wild fake ain't too much ride or dies
Nah, but they ain't on it like us, we about to take it over
Yeah they ready hating on us
I'm about to the whole rap game over
Fly Out Captain call me the King Cobra
A lot of people smoke
Because they are the stoners
I'm making good music until the world is over
And Mother Nature holla at me but I barely know her
Yah be bluffing too much like a game of poker so mediocre
Octane is the zoner, I hold Harlem down I thought they ready told yah
Yeah I'm on it, I'm back on my grind
Doing what I gotta do, I ain't taking my time
Moving with rush
But tryna stay in within all the lines
Gotta make Imma take it until I get mines
(Uh Huh)
Yeah I'm on it, I'm back on my grind
Doing what I gotta do, I ain't taking my time
Moving with rush
But tryna stay in within all the lines
Gotta make Imma take it until I get mines
Fans like Cast Vallure where you been?
I said I'm handing mines, took a long break but now
I'm back on my grind, about that time
Cause they thought I fell off the critics must be blind
They couldn't see true talent in uh financial bind
Imma work in progress known to stay in line
Been in the dark for a minute, but now I'm gonna shine
Excuse my attendance if you awaited my appearance can
I get a witness look at my improvement perseverance. (Uh)
Yah can hear it, the hunger in my spirit put in
Footwork hustle hard we're gonna get it
I'm in the right lane, my destiny I'm steering
Caution once I'm in the zone cause there's no interference
To busy tryna succeed I ain't looking fo fun
Looking for uh Outlet to get the slums
I dedicated my life to music look who I become
It's been a long time coming but the journey just become Uh
Yeah I'm on it, I'm back on my grind
Doing what I gotta do, I ain't taking my time
Moving with rush, but tryna stay in within all the lines
Gotta make Imma take it until I get mines
(Uh Huh)
Yeah I'm on it, I'm back on my grind
Doing what I gotta do, I ain't taking my time
Moving with rush, but tryna stay in within all the lines
Gotta make Imma take it until I get mines
I'm starving feel like I didn't eat in a couple of weeks
Yah fake rappers are video games adding them cheats
Tried seeing homeless tryna food being on the street
But yah can pay five-thousand for a meal that chu will never eat
Damn, I started to hate my generation
Will shoot and kill each other for apparently no reason
The hood is getting bold, the world is getting cold
My lyrics are like an exclusive
Pair of Air Jordans that cannot be sold
WOAH!!
So what you know about that
People bang for their teams and their squad on their fitted caps
Most of these major labels getting songs pushed back
I'm on a different level homie this is where ya should be at
And that's a true fact, that I've been grinding for 2 years man
Go ahead and Google that
It's like a new map, I'm Harlem NYC the take over real rap CHEA!



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Richard Pearson, James Nicholas Rowbotham
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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