Grind
Oh my, ohh
Oh, oh my
Ohh, ohh
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Grindin' for the rest of my life
Yo, red and blue on me, I'm lookin' like Spider-Man
22 inch on that tire, man
22 inch on that tire make that lowrider sit a little higher, man
I put ya bitch in designer, man
Nick Cannon yo Mariah, man
Beat a pussy up 'til she start to feel it in her stomach and her diaphragm
Did it all without a Adderall, so much stress I need a Ativan
Young Tino call me Padawan
I'm a movie and you like my cameraman
Load up the clip and direct it
Stick to the script, you might get a lil credit
CG and me 'bout to open a deli
He stackin' cheese, I'm a get a little lettuce
All about green, I gotta stay healthy
Pimpin' is easy lil buddy, believe me
I mack, I don't do what she tell me
I put my hours in, stack up my dollars
And buy me a cottage in Chelsea
Count up my riches
And spend all that shit up on bottles of Henny and Belvy'
All to myself, I'm selfish
This chess, not checkers
Fuck Circle K, whatchu know 'bout Beckers?
My OG's don't slang and sell records
My dudes break down blocks without Tetris
I had that A6 with no extras
Threw subs in my trunk and stayed flexin'
On my way to East from back West End
Hotbox on my own 'til I'm breathless
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Grindin' for the rest of my life
Homie, fuck a 9-5
I been working 9-9
Then again a 9-9
I got too much on my mind
Probably always gonna shine
Swear to god, I hope I shine
Swear to god, I'm getting mine
Told my mom that I'd be fine
I ain't really tryna lie
I done cried too many times, ya uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I been spending lots on Polo
Tell ya girl to take a photo
Post it if she want some promo
Man I won't follow her back but she know, though
All of you birds is some dodos
I been focused on the dough, though
You can go check all my numbers
And you can go do all the math
Nah this man is not broke, no
Why you acting so crazy?
Man, I thought you was my baby?
Man, I thought you was my lady?
Now you actin' so crazy
Imma drive in that Mercedes
Now I got my own safety
Imma load it and I cock it
If you fuckers wanna hate me
If you fuckers wanna hate me
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life
Grindin' for the rest of my life
That's why I called my thing The Marathon
'Cause I, I'm not gon' lie and portray, um, this ultimate poise
Like I been had it figured out
Nah, I just didn't quit
That's the only distinguishing quality
From me and probably whoever else is goin' through this
Went through this, or is gonna go through this
Is that I ain't quit
I went through every emotion
I went through every emotion with tryna pursue what I'm doing
You know what I mean?
And I think that what, what's gon' separate whoever's gon' try to go for something is that
You ain't gon' quit, that's, you know, you really gon' take the stance of
I'm gon' die behind what I'm gettin' at right here
Oh, oh my
Ohh, ohh
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Grindin' for the rest of my life
Yo, red and blue on me, I'm lookin' like Spider-Man
22 inch on that tire, man
22 inch on that tire make that lowrider sit a little higher, man
I put ya bitch in designer, man
Nick Cannon yo Mariah, man
Beat a pussy up 'til she start to feel it in her stomach and her diaphragm
Did it all without a Adderall, so much stress I need a Ativan
Young Tino call me Padawan
I'm a movie and you like my cameraman
Load up the clip and direct it
Stick to the script, you might get a lil credit
CG and me 'bout to open a deli
He stackin' cheese, I'm a get a little lettuce
All about green, I gotta stay healthy
Pimpin' is easy lil buddy, believe me
I mack, I don't do what she tell me
I put my hours in, stack up my dollars
And buy me a cottage in Chelsea
Count up my riches
And spend all that shit up on bottles of Henny and Belvy'
All to myself, I'm selfish
This chess, not checkers
Fuck Circle K, whatchu know 'bout Beckers?
My OG's don't slang and sell records
My dudes break down blocks without Tetris
I had that A6 with no extras
Threw subs in my trunk and stayed flexin'
On my way to East from back West End
Hotbox on my own 'til I'm breathless
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Grindin' for the rest of my life
Homie, fuck a 9-5
I been working 9-9
Then again a 9-9
I got too much on my mind
Probably always gonna shine
Swear to god, I hope I shine
Swear to god, I'm getting mine
Told my mom that I'd be fine
I ain't really tryna lie
I done cried too many times, ya uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I been spending lots on Polo
Tell ya girl to take a photo
Post it if she want some promo
Man I won't follow her back but she know, though
All of you birds is some dodos
I been focused on the dough, though
You can go check all my numbers
And you can go do all the math
Nah this man is not broke, no
Why you acting so crazy?
Man, I thought you was my baby?
Man, I thought you was my lady?
Now you actin' so crazy
Imma drive in that Mercedes
Now I got my own safety
Imma load it and I cock it
If you fuckers wanna hate me
If you fuckers wanna hate me
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life (Ohh, oh my)
Feel like I'll be grindin' for the rest of my life
Grindin' for the rest of my life
That's why I called my thing The Marathon
'Cause I, I'm not gon' lie and portray, um, this ultimate poise
Like I been had it figured out
Nah, I just didn't quit
That's the only distinguishing quality
From me and probably whoever else is goin' through this
Went through this, or is gonna go through this
Is that I ain't quit
I went through every emotion
I went through every emotion with tryna pursue what I'm doing
You know what I mean?
And I think that what, what's gon' separate whoever's gon' try to go for something is that
You ain't gon' quit, that's, you know, you really gon' take the stance of
I'm gon' die behind what I'm gettin' at right here
Credits
Writer(s): Conor Brisard, Benjamin Cooligan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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