TommyFresh - The Grind lyrics

[Verse 1: TommyFresh] sh** I remember days when I ain't had no food to eat Steady grinding making dollars on the f**in' streets Football practice had a homie's stomache turnin' over Now I'm making money so a homie never sober Getting faded is a habit that I never wanted But everyday I'm steady rolling, always staying blunted Smoking blunts by the 'W', p**y rappers hating Cause all you dummies rolling [?], b**h you never blazing Never blazing, nah never fire You ain't even f**ing warm p**y, yous a liar Join the team; f** You Mean'll probably take you higher And I'm the king puss rapper you should call me sire The money coming fast but its quick to f**ing go Cause I remember them days when I ain't had it though Keep it hood for my homies talking 610 I.B.K. Fairview block, you already know [Verse 2: TommyFresh] I said I'm motivated, got this rappers aggitated And all this b**hes astonished, I got em captivated Test my patience and my vengeance will be demonstrated Knock your head up off your neck; Decapitated I ain't lying homie, everything I spit is true Been sparking blunts like I'm Jamacian, really feeling loose Spending money buying clothes and all the illest shoes But still you catch me grining hard up in my f**ing blues Working clothes; grinding gear Keep a nine to five; lazy rappers finding fear I still be smoking b**h you know that I'm the highest here And all my money goes to family [?] Speaking of trying to get a f**ing place to live So I can have a proper house just to raise my kid Cause I be tired of the bullsh** of the place I'm in Soon enough I'll never fall with the daze I'm in