Maaan Listen!

This ain’t a track about what club I been
Or falling in and out of love again
This is that grind shit
Everyday I’m hustling
Them niggas doing nothing
Probably think we got enough of them
Speak for yourself, man
I’m moving like a comet
Days at ain’t really honest
Till there’s dollars in my wallet
And please believe
The needs
Bigger than greed
This is bigger than clothes
This is bigger than weed
This single is for my mama
For being a single mother
Supporting my little sister
College for baby brother
So we can tell sallie mae
To back the fuck away, now
Find another sucker for them traps that you lay down
Live from the 99
Time for some action
If I don’t make traction
I’m asking
It can’t happen
Long as my heartbeat
I’mma get mine
Gone when the sun set
Gone when the sun rise
I’m on my grind cousin, ain’t got time for fronting
I’m on my grind cousin, ain’t got time for fronting
I’m on my grind cousin, ain’t got time for fronting
Major ambition leads to major transitions
I’m on my grind cousin, ain’t got time for fronting
I’m on my grind cousin, ain’t got time for fronting
I’m on my grind cousin, ain’t got time for fronting
For them major additions, I ain’t waiting, maaan listen!
Try not to take it personal
If you a lazy person
Then I probably got no words for you
I gotta move vertical
The people in my circle
Be out past your curfew
Outlast your purview
And even if I wanted, couldn’t stop if you told me
Limited with my time, and you should do the same, homie
Addicted to the grind, running through the veins on me
Swimming through the grime, how I don’t have stain on me?
It’s simple mathematics
12 months to stack it
4 weeks to get it
1 day to make it happen
So I got to subtracting
The naps and the slacking
Sleep this
Eat this
Please pass the napkins
Long as I could remember
From the spring thru to the winter
I was gone till December
Since gone till November
So we don’t act alike
If you ain’t down to sacrifice
Cause when I’m done with living
I’m gonna get in the afterlife
(I'm on my grind cousin)
Use to aggy when them J-O's wouldn’t call me back
Schools wouldn’t let me in, they said I make too much for that
So I took my GED surviving on this battlefield
Heavy artillery equip, so I hold my skills
Never gonna buckle up
See me get my bucks up
I do it for the love
I don’t do it for the money, chump
You can ride the bandwagon
I’m conducting the gravy train
And on a rainy day
I hop in a '64 Chevrolet
Road trip, by myself, gotta get my head straight
Looking thru the rear-view, telling myself to focus
I even found a tear drop but no one’s here to notice
But It’s okay
I don’t need you sympathy
You could use your energy
To focus on my legacy
Remember me
Never been an enemy
No, never been the one for envy
They mess it up for themselves, then they wanna befriend me
And they don’t even know why, man, these suckers are silly