Grind All Day
We may stumble
But you know we gettin up
Cause real men bounce back, like big sean
Bloody kicks on, italian with the drip on
Vu vu she a vec wa, check the pants, its from France, balmain you see me look a foreigner
Step to my homies you might have to call the coroner
I'm the fliest
Address me as your highnest
Rappers jacken flows but listen Homie i been there
You tryna talk money but cant compete with my swim wear
Gucci trunks
GG on me while im sipping on this fiji, how I do it it's so easy
Getting started don't believe me, in a year yea you gone see me
Doing God's work
My diction verse, homie, i aint gotta curse
Gotta stick to the mission it's like clock work
That's why I'm chasing this chicken to make my stock burst
That's why i grind all day
All about this paper i aint even tryna play
Ain't about the games homie stay up out the way
Cause if you block me, then imma pop you
Can't block my dreams i will dunk it on you
Dikembe can gone learn today
I got a will so you know that imma make a way
Pennies, in my pocket, this harder way
But see i do it for youngins im a teacher hay
My inner me is telling me I can not show no sympathy
Look into the mirror see the image of the realest G
One day imma get on, promise you gone remember me
See for these suckers
I got no empathy
You breathe air like i do, O
Get out your feelings, homie chase, doe
This aint no trial so its case closed
I ain't no lawyer but you see me getting bankrolls
I'm like pablo, counting up these pesos
People throwing shade on my page, i erase those
She wanna explore, just like diego
Holla at my homies tell em hasta la juego
She do what i say so, mami my little angel
Tiger stripes on ya booty looking like a bengal
Girl im bout to get up in that itty bitty kitty boo
Love it when im stroking and my pole is sliding in to you
Ain't nobody do it... uh ... the way i do it uh
I see you calling lil mami what you addicted?
You lookin at this bright black man you see he gifted
His vibe get you high come listen and get lifted
Get twisted, im sick, i threw up on this
Could catch me speeding down the lane just like im giannis
Antetokounmpo, off earth, I'm on pluto, I know I'm the realist just need to let you know
Pockets on sumo
Voice worth a hublot
I am a legend like poppa of willow
You soft like a pillow
Mode, im in sicko
Have you laid out like a light, like drake did though
Get a grip, not that thing on your hip
You a man why you can't fight with your fist
Guess it's, I'm a shark and you, you just a fish
See my mama from jamaica so you know she play that
Nowadays people be buggen i take it way back
Rose from the concrete pac i could relate to that
I said pac I could relate to that
Yea
That's why I grind all day
All about this paper i aint even tryna play
Ain't about the games homie stay up out the way
Cause if you block me, then imma pop you
Can't block my dreams i will dunk it on you
Dikembe can gone learn today
I got a will so you know that imma make a way
Pennies, in my pocket, this harder way
But see I do it for youngins im a teacher hay
We gone start today
We gone lead the way
You and me we could do it, we gone make a way. Hay
You could do it chase your dreams
We gone make it
We gone make it to the scene
But you know we gettin up
Cause real men bounce back, like big sean
Bloody kicks on, italian with the drip on
Vu vu she a vec wa, check the pants, its from France, balmain you see me look a foreigner
Step to my homies you might have to call the coroner
I'm the fliest
Address me as your highnest
Rappers jacken flows but listen Homie i been there
You tryna talk money but cant compete with my swim wear
Gucci trunks
GG on me while im sipping on this fiji, how I do it it's so easy
Getting started don't believe me, in a year yea you gone see me
Doing God's work
My diction verse, homie, i aint gotta curse
Gotta stick to the mission it's like clock work
That's why I'm chasing this chicken to make my stock burst
That's why i grind all day
All about this paper i aint even tryna play
Ain't about the games homie stay up out the way
Cause if you block me, then imma pop you
Can't block my dreams i will dunk it on you
Dikembe can gone learn today
I got a will so you know that imma make a way
Pennies, in my pocket, this harder way
But see i do it for youngins im a teacher hay
My inner me is telling me I can not show no sympathy
Look into the mirror see the image of the realest G
One day imma get on, promise you gone remember me
See for these suckers
I got no empathy
You breathe air like i do, O
Get out your feelings, homie chase, doe
This aint no trial so its case closed
I ain't no lawyer but you see me getting bankrolls
I'm like pablo, counting up these pesos
People throwing shade on my page, i erase those
She wanna explore, just like diego
Holla at my homies tell em hasta la juego
She do what i say so, mami my little angel
Tiger stripes on ya booty looking like a bengal
Girl im bout to get up in that itty bitty kitty boo
Love it when im stroking and my pole is sliding in to you
Ain't nobody do it... uh ... the way i do it uh
I see you calling lil mami what you addicted?
You lookin at this bright black man you see he gifted
His vibe get you high come listen and get lifted
Get twisted, im sick, i threw up on this
Could catch me speeding down the lane just like im giannis
Antetokounmpo, off earth, I'm on pluto, I know I'm the realist just need to let you know
Pockets on sumo
Voice worth a hublot
I am a legend like poppa of willow
You soft like a pillow
Mode, im in sicko
Have you laid out like a light, like drake did though
Get a grip, not that thing on your hip
You a man why you can't fight with your fist
Guess it's, I'm a shark and you, you just a fish
See my mama from jamaica so you know she play that
Nowadays people be buggen i take it way back
Rose from the concrete pac i could relate to that
I said pac I could relate to that
Yea
That's why I grind all day
All about this paper i aint even tryna play
Ain't about the games homie stay up out the way
Cause if you block me, then imma pop you
Can't block my dreams i will dunk it on you
Dikembe can gone learn today
I got a will so you know that imma make a way
Pennies, in my pocket, this harder way
But see I do it for youngins im a teacher hay
We gone start today
We gone lead the way
You and me we could do it, we gone make a way. Hay
You could do it chase your dreams
We gone make it
We gone make it to the scene
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Writer(s): Jesse Rogers
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