Big K.R.I.T. - Grind To My Grave lyrics

[Hook: Supaman] They ask me what I'm doing, I said I'm gettin' paid Tell a hater in my face wipe me down to my J's I'mma grind to my grave I'mma grind to my grave I'mma grind to my grave They ask me what I'm doing, I said I'm gettin' paid Loced (?) out, smoked out, thousand dollar shades I'mma grind to my grave I'mma grind to my grave I'mma grind to my grave [Verse 1: Supaman] I'mma IG, an independent grinder I buy my own shoes, I'm an independent shiner They say Supaman got that rubberband pop money And they be asking, what's that rubberband pop money? It's big enough stacks to make a rubberband pop, dummy It ain't no secret little momma, I get guap, honey I feed the streets with mixtapes when the block hungry The streets talking, n***a, the whole block love me n***as got dreams of whipping a Mercedez My poppa addicted to that sh** they cooked up in the 80's But I still love him crazy cause he's the n***a that made me Hey, why you f** with Krizzle, cause he's the n***a that paid me So, Krizzle told me get 'em, so you know that I'mma get 'em now I'm addicted to that sh** the treasury be printing out They ask me what I'm doing, I say I'm getting paid See me on top or see me in the grave [Hook: Supaman] [Outro: Big KRIT] Hey hold up Supaman, they ain't ready for the future! Multi records! What up Ted, what up Big Sant! We got a squad over here my n***a! 3rd coast representer, see me on top n***a! Cheer! (?)