Through It (Grind)

Same clothes for days hustling for weeks
Was dead broke starving couldn't eat
I had to
Grind my way through
I dropped songs but nobody feeling the music
Keep rhyming life slowed me down but bruh I had to
Grind my way through
Kids needed shoes lights off plus the rent due
That's pressure however I knew I had to
Grind my way through it
Yea I knew I had to
Grind my way through
Cuz that's what hustlers do yea
Grind my way through

Lucas one man one campaign
The most known unknown I've seen his face before but ion know the name
And I kept it G homie same grind I won't change
All I spit is straight drop so every line that cocaine
I'm talking bout them trenches stayed focused on the bag Ian going out bad
I had to go get it
Rap game imma menace every verb every sentence
I had to make em listen
Respect me or expect a G electricity in this water deep
For the cash boy that's currency
Go go crazy dey ain't fuccn with ya no way
Beef tips and gravy on these chicken nugget babies
Everything but no is the only thing I'm taking
Snatch the game out the wall Ian worrying bout you playing
Eat on any beat like pussy that's shaven
Mr Baisden
One time for my Turks and all my Haitians paper chasing
Umma loner baby so imma keep you out my business
Similar to the IRS I want every digit
And I won't tell on me so ain't no co defendant
Just kept God first and let the Lord be the witness

Same clothes for days
Out grinding for weeks
Was dead broke starving couldn't eat
I had to
Grind my way through
I dropped songs but nobody feeling the music
Keep rhyming life slowed me down but bruh I had to
Grind my way through
Kids needed shoes lights off plus the rent due
That's pressure however I knew I had to
Grind my way through it
Yea I knew I had to
Grind my way through
Cuz that's what hustlers do yea
Grind my way through

Draw a line in da sand let's gone head and separate
What you know bout money orders green dots JPay
Sacrificed left the game alone just to work dese two gigs
Bih gone on another prison bid and who you thank had dese dam kids
A struggle motherfucker almost relapse for dem stacks
I was use to dem racks recovered tho sucka
I took my time for the cake all the bullshit can wait that's the beauty of a hustler
I'm the last line of defense can't leave my gits out here to crash
And burn i had to go legitimate
The money came so slow but who said it was easy
Had to change my mindset could be in prison dawg or dead at phoebe
I was down but I wasn't out this is how I flow so freely
Won't let you trick me out dese streets boy the game needs me on GD
Umma loner baby so imma keep you out my business
Similar to the IRS I want every digit
And I won't tell on me so ain't no co defendant
Just kept God first umma let the Lord be the witness

Same clothes for days hustling
Out grinding for weeks
Was dead broke starving couldn't eat
I had to
Grind my way through
I dropped songs but nobody feeling the music
Keep rhyming life slowed me down but bruh I had to
Grind my way through
Kids needed shoes lights off plus the rent due
That's pressure however I knew I had to
Grind my way through it
Yea I knew I had to
Grind my way through
Cuz that's what hustlers do yea
Grind my way through