PNT WorldWyde - Get Yours (Keep Grindin') lyrics

I'm talking bout dough; every rapper gotta talk about dough Got a knock ‘em out flow, but my pockets still low So I grind, trying to keep the lyrics hotter than stove Trying to find my element, so I can rock a thin glow So I'm chopping pot that hits you like a shot from Hendo While I'm waiting for my shot, trying to spot a window Keep grinding, this has been my motto, and so I will rock it til I'm rotten, rotting, body and soul Uh, I stand out, cause I rock it mental Plus I try to keep it moving when a lotta' men pose So I'm bout to be opposite of when rockets implode And they're ‘bout to be flockin onto my jock tenfold In this world, almost everything is bought and sold Your stock can crash, right after your stock just rose And then suddenly you miss those who stalk the pros Or shop for clothes, or cop your O's and so you gotta… Keep grinding, whatever your grind may be Whatever your hustle, hustle til you shine baby Keep grinding, get yours; get your dough Go and get yours; get your dough Keep, keep; keep grinding Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round Keep, keep; keep grinding Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round So keep, keep, keep… Stacking it, making it, selling it, jacking it Whatever you do, do it and don't ever look back at it Just know that you're the sh**, like Jesus took a laxative And never let it slip, try to keep the grind immaculate Become the best and know that nobody is matching it And all you gotta do is imagine it and be pa**ionate And maybe have a knack for it and practice it and practice it Until you snap a bit and trip cause still it's in the trash you sit Among the roaches, rats, dealers, druggies and the ratchet spit Struggling to win and not become what all the stats predict Only people trying to stay where you are; are masochists So just keep grinding, rely on your craftiness Rise like Lazarus, rise like a ladder is Rep your city, fly like pterodactyls did Get money, get money, you need cash to live Cause doing nothing won't pack the fridge, so… Keep grinding, whatever your grind may be Whatever your hustle, hustle til you shine baby Keep grinding, get yours; get your dough Go and get yours; get your dough Keep, keep; keep grinding Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round Keep, keep; keep grinding Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round So keep, keep, keep… Climbing, try to hit the stratosphere You can be indifferent, or be in different atmospheres You can be a champ or a chump, the winner or the wackest here Only one thing to be scared of and that is fear And that is not an option and that is clear Top rung's a whale of a task, people, so grab a spear Hot tongued? Head of the cla**? Never in last? Better than that? Better be Jack, you got a lot of peers And a lot appear, like they've been hungry for a lotta' years Most cried out and that's a lotta tears, yup Most dried out, like eye drought In the midst of high doubt, they would graduate or cop careers And it fills your vision and it pops your ears Until you hug your mom wishing pops was here So keep the bottles near, until you wake up in the morning Cursing bottled beer, then you gotta go and… Keep grinding, whatever your grind may be Whatever your hustle, hustle til you shine baby Keep grinding, get yours; get your dough Go and get yours; get your dough Keep, keep; keep grinding Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round Keep, keep; keep grinding Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round So keep, keep, keep grinding