On the Grind

Drop all the hate, this just a game
That's all it is at the end of the day
Don't hop on late, Ima be great
Don't give a fuck if I'm not getting paid
Maybe ok, just 50K
Or maybe enough just to make me a name
Or maybe enough just to get me some fame

Can't define me by my job
Put in effort I can't stop
Just wait 'til this shit drop
You can find me at the top
And this is my advice
Can't live it twice
Had to change my life
Wasn't fuckin' with your lies
Know it took some time
I been on the grind
Do your scans, tax
And I'll fuckin' rhyme
Pulled up in the whip
All black tint
Hate me cuz I'm rich
And I'll probably take your bitch

Drop all the hate this just a game
That's all it is at the end of the day
Don't hop on late, Ima be great
Don't give a fuck if I'm not getting paid
Maybe ok, just 50K
Or maybe enough just to make me a name
Or maybe enough just to get me some fame

Never hit rewind
And now it's time to shine
My shorty with the vibes
You know we doin' fine
It's my mental state of mind
I'm the hardest to define
All the cities I been flyin
Clock keeps tickin' all the time
Got Kenzdean up on the beat
Bet you got it on repeat
Hear my name out on the street
Ain't no need to be discrete
Stop the beef 'n grab the weed
Now look at all this green
You deserve to live your dreams
And don't let them pull the strings

Drop all the hate this just a game
That's all it is at the end of the day
Don't hop on late, Ima be great
Don't give a fuck if I'm not getting paid
Maybe ok, just 50K
Or maybe enough just to make me a name
Or maybe enough just to get me some fame

Mike are you getting these messages
I'm callin' you again
Are you gettin' the calls



Credits
Writer(s): 0, Dean Straub
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