(Chorus) slow grind.. slow grind.. what you n***as know about that slow grind somtimes it dont come fast, it take time what you n***as know about that slow grind (Verse 1) i aint bullsh**ting at all, need a tylenol so i can lay it down and go to sleep till its time to ball i can do this sh** im my sleep i aint trying at all b**h you know i been here before i aint lying at all had to get back up on my feet, had to grind it up took them plastic bags out that box, i was tying em up when i get that iced out watch, they'll be dying to f** b**h im talking so many coupes, ill be dying to truck so many colors on the chevy its candyland everytime i ride through the hood there go candyman three point fives and them sevens im hand to hand b**h i hit that brick with the hammer that handyman (Chorus) slow grind.. slow grind.. what you n***as know about that slow grind somtimes it dont come fast, it take time what you n***as know about that slow grind (Verse 2) somebody roll another blunt i aint ready to go b**h im just chillin doing me so just let me snow got that glock 9 and its ready to go hustler got no time for a cut im just lettin it grow and i dont know where its coming from im just lettin it flow damn right this is what i duz im just lettin ya know ??say empty pockets just to get?? i got bills to pay so i had to add traffickin to my resume yea i rolled straight pa**ed the task with a half today then i took some time countin cash that i had today thats why i had the rari for the deal just ask jazzy phae cuz i beat that b**h with that ?fourth? just like ?Annie May?