Grind or die, gri-grind or die
Grind or die, gri-grind or die
Grind or die, gri-grind or die
Grind or die, gri-grind or die
Who you know gonna come better than me
Putting in work, while them birds still sleep
Call me the best jumpman 23
Call the police ‘cause I’m murderin beats
Nothing mediocre, teams always proper
Something like the kush, burned it up
Got the game on smash, hit em up with the hammer
Have em all flabergassin, leavin with a stema
Out of this world, right there at the party
All up in the ears, I’m droppin this knowledge
My buzz stay strong, yo buzz never started
My albums are the shit your career never farted
I was overseas making them millions
From Belgium to Brickston, over to Japan
International paper, getting paid again
(Hook x2)
It’s crunch time, my time, baby I’mma get it
Heat it up, stir the pot, throw some Eve in it
Cook it up, servin fiends just a lil bit
Having my big plate, better believe it
Tell them suckers go hard or go home
No surprise, laying claim to the throne
Time’s up, kingdom overthrown
Make way, you catch a bat to the dome
I could be sweet but my lyrics stay mean
Bodying these hoes, yellow tape got the sin
It is what it is, I’m a lyrical dream
Show some respect and bow down to the queen
I’m sittin pretty, hot cotour culture
But don’t doubt me, I’m a pure bred hustler
Everything I had to have I'm gonna get
‘Cause wasn’t nobody ever giving me shit
(Hook x2)