Chuuwee - Rise & Grind lyrics

[Hook x2] Rollin' on the south side, makin' my ends Real O.G., we ain't playing pretend, nah We all playin' to win If it's a game then I'm a play it till the day that it end [Verse 1: Chuuwee] Buddah won't ever get me nothing I can't handle n***as always giving me beats I can't vandle Till I dismantle, I spit like a champion My sh** on the shelf? Nah, I sit on the mantle Got me hot as a candle, I be going commando Rambo, feeling like I'mma run out of ammo Days I never ate, not a can a Campbell's Now them light skinned runnas like Tisha Campbell and Candice And days get bright by night I be laying in my bed with my goals in sight, just thinking I came a long a** way on the mic, syncing Now I'm kinda conversating with Night Believe it or not, I'm living every day of my life For real n***as, spit sharp, stay slaying the mic We all rap but you n***as ain't saying it right I know them s**a n***as praying I die... [Hook] [Verse 2: Dceased] Yeah, flew fast for a ticket, hoping to make 'em suffer A murderous kinda battle ground I told to keep it lit, bottled up for a minute I ain't afraid to lose a half a pound Black a better life, caught up my hustle with a feather white Holdin' all they bluffs, got 'em bettin' life I'm slowing up on a pitch spree, hit 'em with a change up And gotta show 'em heaven twice I been wild for a minute Pumpin out a dollar, ain't a customed to the b**hin' Running all ahead of 'em, caught up buying a mission A runner up with a bat, they feeling me cause I'm trippin' 20-Oz Boater, lean when I show up Long shot trigger pull, I love to hit 'em close up Gifted, I ain't fronting, got a hustle that you close to Jumping over hurtle like I'm suppose to [Hook] [Verse 3: Chuuwee] I gotta clothing sponsored in Canada I told my man, I'm noddin' south rapper since Country Grammar Damn part of my tone, I just feel like the man now Cause n***as coming at me with a**istance and hand-outs Gotta stay on my own sh** being a stand out n***as will turn Pac, fall in line with they pants down Standin on stages, full of a grand now Hear 'em all startin to chant now I went from 2 years no cell phone Writing raps every morning, hoping one day maybe I can be well known Rocking the motha f**in bells in my shell toes Forever the coldest n***a i made hell froze I used to burn CD's to 4:30 in the morning Dreaming of being able to tour, now a n***a on his second one Streaming, waiting for the best to come, feelin like Nephilim [Hook]