Zion - Busy On the Grind lyrics

[Chorus] My life's busy on the grind I can't sit still/ Im on the move all the time like a windmill/ I got a blunt filled yea blowing big k**/ I can't front you i ain't nothing like a windshield/ My life's busy on the grind I can't sit still/ Im on the move all the time like a windmill/ I got a blunt filled yea blowing big k**/ I can't front you i ain't nothing like a windshield/ [Verse 1: A-Rod Ricky Roy] If life is a beach then every beach can get wet/ And i love to see the waves when everybody just met/ You can see the son shine... my momma raised the best/ Did it against all odds so I had to raise the bet/ Yea what...winner winner chicken dinner/ Everybody gotta eat watch this n***a get bigger/ And i keep allot a heat I'm even hot in the winter/ I be burning up the trees forest fires in December/ Yeah and i can't sell no pot because its my medicine/ But I do get rid of The Rock till its gone like wrestling/ No talking on the phone no texting or no messaging/ Unless I'm talking to some b**hes then I'm in em like estrogen/ Yea... I'm a womanizer I'm mischievous/ How can I have your back if you front like you don't need us?/ Leopard's can't change there spots and neither can cheatahs/ But its hard to digest the truth when that chick say "Feedus"/ [Chorus 2] [Verse 2: A-Rod Ricky Roy] Now, lets get on to the next verse/ I agree with wayne i dont shoot back bacause i shoot first/ And second, and third, because all my rifles got burst/ Holy swiss cheese a n***a if you scared go to church/ Yeah... What!!!...you know i keep alota guns/ And i dont run outta bullets im playin contra better run/ And i dont be playing games unless its bu*tons for my thumbs/ And be making change like arcades so its fun/ Yeah what... im so high i get the top scores/ I only want the best you wouldn't believe what it goes for/ I'm allergic to the stress and bad weed make my head sore/ And im a never rest theres just one thing i need a bed for/ Plenty of time to sleep when you die/ Start the day blowin haze with visene for my eyes/ Everyday is like a maze with some cheese somewhere inside/ Find a way to get you paid without ratting on the side/ [Chorus] [Verse 3: A-Rod Ricky Roy] I ain't in the building I ain't on the list of guest name/ Underground in the basement making moves like a chess game/ Patient till i make it surprise attack like chest pains/ Cutting hearts apart so watch out for the wet stains/ Yea.. see im the man in command/ More like the architect yeah I'm the man making plans/ I ain't hit the market yet but I'm the man in demand/ My profit margin net will be the best in the land/ Oops im sorry i get too busy talking business/ Wide AWAKE you can WATCH me from your TOWER be a WITNESS/ To my fate and my cup runneth over drinking Guinness/ If you here when i finish call a cab to come get us/ Under the influence blowin skunk/ And im a bad influence designated drivers drunk/ Ill get the chick in the pumps you get the one with the blunt/ If there's no room for her in front then make her sit in the trunk/