Grindin'
I been grinding all my life so I know how it feels
A lot of pain in my heart that I know can't be healed
Still think about the past can't believe I'm still here
I remember all them times when I couldn't afford meals
Yeah I was down bad
I knew that I had to recoup I can't go out sad
I was in the race until I ran outta gas
I didn't know what else to do so I got in my bag
And ran up all of this green just like a pile of grass
I was at the bottom I knew I couldn't stay down
I was so lame they ain't ever want me around
Now they all look at me like I'm the man now
I always knew that music would be my way out
I swear it saved me just like an Icloud
I went from wearing Fubu to wearing Nike's now
Upgraded from them apartments I got a house now
Used to see my mamma so stressed now all she do is smile
Everybody thought I was going down that college road
Bust a left ended up on finesse street
Now I got all theses blessings coming at me
But I never once heard you say you're proud of me
You was laughing with the same folks that doubted me
Had to take you out my story you might plot on me
And free my cousin he's locked down for armed robbery
And when he gets out Imma be a hot commodity
I know too many people locked down in Rice Street
And you know I'm still screaming free Sticky
Wish all my niggas was home like Timmy
I pray the system never ever ever convicts me
I been grinding all my life so I know how it feels
A lot of pain in my heart that I know can't be healed
Still think about the past can't believe I'm still here
I remember all the times when I couldn't afford meals
Yeah I was down bad
I knew that I had to recoup I can't go out sad
I was in the race until I ran outta gas
I didn't know what else to do so I got in my bag
And ran up all of this green just like a pile of grass
A lot of pain in my heart that I know can't be healed
Still think about the past can't believe I'm still here
I remember all them times when I couldn't afford meals
Yeah I was down bad
I knew that I had to recoup I can't go out sad
I was in the race until I ran outta gas
I didn't know what else to do so I got in my bag
And ran up all of this green just like a pile of grass
I was at the bottom I knew I couldn't stay down
I was so lame they ain't ever want me around
Now they all look at me like I'm the man now
I always knew that music would be my way out
I swear it saved me just like an Icloud
I went from wearing Fubu to wearing Nike's now
Upgraded from them apartments I got a house now
Used to see my mamma so stressed now all she do is smile
Everybody thought I was going down that college road
Bust a left ended up on finesse street
Now I got all theses blessings coming at me
But I never once heard you say you're proud of me
You was laughing with the same folks that doubted me
Had to take you out my story you might plot on me
And free my cousin he's locked down for armed robbery
And when he gets out Imma be a hot commodity
I know too many people locked down in Rice Street
And you know I'm still screaming free Sticky
Wish all my niggas was home like Timmy
I pray the system never ever ever convicts me
I been grinding all my life so I know how it feels
A lot of pain in my heart that I know can't be healed
Still think about the past can't believe I'm still here
I remember all the times when I couldn't afford meals
Yeah I was down bad
I knew that I had to recoup I can't go out sad
I was in the race until I ran outta gas
I didn't know what else to do so I got in my bag
And ran up all of this green just like a pile of grass
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Writer(s): Brandon Martin
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