For young n***as on their grind, ya' know
I advise ya'll to quit, yeah I got it
[Verse: - P. Blackk]
Who gets liver than the [unger-diver?] chocolate prince
I'm on my grind, word is bond now I'm sparking in [trifs?]
Between the, rappers, trappers backpackers and acting rappers
I'm on the move, n***as is frontin' they moving backwards
In these times, n***as don't know why they rap they just do
I want to make, and realize they whack but they fools
They follow suit with whatever they think cute
They following grooves, I drop j**els like chain snatchers (woo)
Whatever the day, I always stay P. Blackk you know
I keep it a hundred and state these facts, you know
I got a bone to pick with hoes with egos
Man, I wish they weren't as pretty as the way they act, you ho
I got a fetish for stacking dough, cause it stopped being a hobby at ten
[?] I was getting paid for shows, yeah, so now you know
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[Verse 2: - P. Blackk]
[?] [?] [?] [?] label me nothing
I know them underground cats is fads too
They independent so while the hipsters get had too
Then bring hip-hop back, rappers is trash too
I'm just me at all times cause I can't help it
But yo my mama said I'm nice, so props is pa**ed due
I paint, chill with dogs and cats that's mad cute
I ain't trying to appeal to nothing
I'm trying to build with my brothers
If I get a slice of the pie, I give 'em something
Ya'll wanna be starved, me and mine wanna be Czars
We out here trying hard, ya'll just trying to be hard
See, there's a big difference between me and ya'll
Ya'll live for the moment, while a n***a dream afar
Word to moms, keep in mind when I say I'm on my grind
I'm figuring out how to take the world and make that mother f**er mine
My man, I was born to shine but I'm shy making iller noise
Trying to lead the blind
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