On The Grind

Uh, yeah, swing, Nel, my dirty Jacob, yeah, come on
 Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll
 If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door
 I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
 Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride
 Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth
 Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
 Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind
 Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty
 They acting like they really want it with me, trust me
 They don't really want it, they just want to be seen
 They want to disrupt my team with these publicity schemes
 Trying to dismantle my panel with lies, rumours and scandals
 But uh, I pull through it like I'm tugging a war
 I tell you the situation like I've been here before
 I'm still popping dirty, still smoking, point clicking
 Watching the doors open, no joking, everything's remoting
 No choking or bleeding, this ride is for free, no matter what
 You got your dying for free, automatically
 I'm focused like thirty five millimetres, all of the sudden
 Like such and such wants to meet us, all of the sudden
 Like such and such wants to greet us, the same, will you believe us
 Now, they're all trying to cheat us, in real life, they can't beat us
 Sometimes, they try to repeat us
 Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll
 If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door
 I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
 Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride
 Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth
 Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
 Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind
 Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty
 Why is they yacking like they fucking with these, I don't know
 Why is they stunting like they holding the keys, tell me
 Them type of people don't be holding no heat, no
 Then how the fuck they gon' be rolling with me, yeah
 Dude, how the hell you ain't going to waste your time, wait your time
 Your mouth's going to fuck around and going to waste your time, hey
 I told them niggas' that ain't going to grind
 When its peso time, come out and take your shine dirty
 I'm the same nigga that's out of control, out of control
 I put a little malinger out on the roll, hey, the bigger it just got
 The calico, I been cocking and loading, I been popping them fours, yeah
 Set that aside cause I've got to get those, got to get those
 The finest shit than what you're proud of me for, tell me
 The dirty, either you going to ride or you don't, yeah
 Inside there's more shit, if not, we're gone, nigga
 Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll
 If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door
 I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
 Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride
 Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth
 Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
 Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind
 Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you tell them, watch me now, I'm spiffy now
 Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now, you tell them
 Watch me now, I'm spiffy now
 Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now
 Well, if I said it, I've done it, if I've done it, I did it
 And if I, and if I want it, if I don't put it against it
 The way that I should spend it to get just how I should
 All money ain't good money but no money ain't good
 I took the hood tactics and plot with musical talents
 Trying to create a balance in between Minnesota and Dallas
 Never matters when I'm speaking, if you're peeping, just let me know
 I'm guaranteed to keep it cracking, just like eggs hitting the floor
 I'm dotting, just want to be, I ask, clipping the wings
 I want to fly ass, only Q and D Miles can look down on me
 Maybe, I should bee bee in my head, I put it down, homie
 Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll
 If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door
 I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
 Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride
 Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth
 Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
 Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind
 Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty
 Now if you're going to ride, get inside, lets roll
 If you're running your mouth, then, shit, then shut my door
 I ain't got nothing on my hands but time, tell me
 Were you the one that's on the grind, if you're going to ride
 Get inside, lets roll, if you're running your mouth
 Then, shit, then shut my door, I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
 Tell me, were you the one that's on the grind
 Check it, was it you that was on the grind dirty
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you tell them, watch me now, I'm spiffy now
 Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now, you tell them
 Watch me now, I'm spiffy now
 Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now