Grindin' (feat. DJ Mike Jones)
I remember 2nd grade like it was yesterday
I swear to God I was a freshman just the other day
And I look back, at all the people from my past
Can't believe how people changed, but my brothers stayed the same
And as we started to grow up people started drinkin liquor
Homies smoking weed and bitches started getting thicker
Popping medications doing shit they don't remember
Like these girls get on their phones and send out their naked pictures ah
And it's funny how people love you until you start progressing
Then they start to hate so you start finessing
I get in the booth I'm spitting like a lethal weapon
Many I swear to God even God know that I am a blessing
And it's crazy how people hating were once your friends now they faking
They tweeting me wasted, they keep on saying I'm wasting my time
They convinced I'm never gunna make it
So I'm a use the hate as motivation ha
And I might spit some shit that to cause you complications
You so quick to type behind a screen but face to face no confrontations
And I got homies that been down since the inauguration
I'm so spacey, drop the bomb cuz I'm impatient hold up
I look back at all the stupid shit that I was doin
All the drugs and all the ratchet bitches I was screwing
And I just laugh, as I watch the fakes evaporate
One more year and I'll be getting on that stage to graduate
My time is beginning, high school is almost finished
I'm on a mission no fun and games I'm about my business
I got the juice and I never lose it you bout to witness
Come compete with a God and careers get finished
And I ain't saying that I never smoked or never drank
I hardly use my head I never thank but
People changing left and right like the seasons homie
People talking shit on me that still be in the bleachers homie
Ha, and I can be your teacher for teachings
Don't like to preach but you need it, I do this shit for a reason
Nobody else would believe in, they don't condone that I rap
They don't respect that I'm back, to put my town on the map
Yea and people gunna talk about me ah
They run they mouth behind my back so I won't hear about it
But truthfully I hear that shit, but I don't trip
I'm just gon continue to grind cuz one day they gon ride this dick, hold up
I swear to God I was a freshman just the other day
And I look back, at all the people from my past
Can't believe how people changed, but my brothers stayed the same
And as we started to grow up people started drinkin liquor
Homies smoking weed and bitches started getting thicker
Popping medications doing shit they don't remember
Like these girls get on their phones and send out their naked pictures ah
And it's funny how people love you until you start progressing
Then they start to hate so you start finessing
I get in the booth I'm spitting like a lethal weapon
Many I swear to God even God know that I am a blessing
And it's crazy how people hating were once your friends now they faking
They tweeting me wasted, they keep on saying I'm wasting my time
They convinced I'm never gunna make it
So I'm a use the hate as motivation ha
And I might spit some shit that to cause you complications
You so quick to type behind a screen but face to face no confrontations
And I got homies that been down since the inauguration
I'm so spacey, drop the bomb cuz I'm impatient hold up
I look back at all the stupid shit that I was doin
All the drugs and all the ratchet bitches I was screwing
And I just laugh, as I watch the fakes evaporate
One more year and I'll be getting on that stage to graduate
My time is beginning, high school is almost finished
I'm on a mission no fun and games I'm about my business
I got the juice and I never lose it you bout to witness
Come compete with a God and careers get finished
And I ain't saying that I never smoked or never drank
I hardly use my head I never thank but
People changing left and right like the seasons homie
People talking shit on me that still be in the bleachers homie
Ha, and I can be your teacher for teachings
Don't like to preach but you need it, I do this shit for a reason
Nobody else would believe in, they don't condone that I rap
They don't respect that I'm back, to put my town on the map
Yea and people gunna talk about me ah
They run they mouth behind my back so I won't hear about it
But truthfully I hear that shit, but I don't trip
I'm just gon continue to grind cuz one day they gon ride this dick, hold up
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Estep
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