On the Grind
Album: I'm a Hustla
Release Date: 5/10/05
Label: J
Explicit version of "On the Grind" lyrics
Yeah
Cassidy
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
'Cause I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to go get they money and enjoy a little fame
I was told it's a crazy world
1982
Always started trouble
As I grew as a man
Coke
My block popped a little even though my rocks was little
But now a nigga grown started sellin' bigger stones
Got a steady clientele that can't leave the s*** alone
Keep it on the hivic homes
If I spit it
Forget it
You don't wanna get the chrome
You don't wanna brawl at all
But if you get called a snitch
And I might answer the phone when ya call ya b****
I push bars like rod
Man I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps 'cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be bustin' all the slugs
I'd do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
'Cause I'm out here on the grind
Don't abuse the fame
Or you could get poked ouch with the toast in ya mouth
I doubt I'ma go broke
You don't hustle just 'cause niggaz cook coke in ya house
If I stop sellin' coke
And my flow so dope
I change the game
I'm still ill with the smoke in my mouth
Ya sis oped and I'ma open her blouse
Stick my dick down her throat and start stroking her mouth
I let my unborns float in her mouth
And then I put a condom on and start stroking her out
I blow the hydro to the scout
On the post with the rock inside got most of the clout
And most of the cash I'm bragging and boasting about
Copped a yacht and got a dock
Got damn
I'm chilling man
I got change I'm gone borrow
That's why I got a quarter million dollar painting hanging on my wall
So naw
But I'm dealing weight and got real estate tryna stretch the paper
It's best to invest the paper
But if you wanna battle
'Cause I'd do whatever to eat
I'm from the street
And in a battle
I'm in the race to take Jay-Z place and you ain't better than Bleek
When I speak
Dog
And this was a big L so I'm already high
If a nigga better than me
Cassidy
I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps 'cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be bustin' all the slugs
I'd do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
'Cause I'm out here on the grind
Man I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
'Cause I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
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