On My Grind

[Intro: Big KRIT] Young Krizzle, I'm back like that man! Man we hustled all this dope Just like them niggas hustle that coke out (?) [Hook: Big KRIT] I'm on my grind baby, sun-up to sunset I gotta hustle daily, take care there's nothin' left They said I'd never make it, they said I'd never blow Now I just chunk the deuce and dream of 24's Shawty I gotta go, I see you when I see ya Out of these non-believers, I gotta make believers I never been a follower, I always been a leader That's why I sell this music like trappers sell coke out (?) [Verse 1: Big KRIT] I want that good life, I'm talkin' dope money Without the jump-out boys, snitches, and long gunners I'm sayin' I need millions like I need breath And we don't run 'round youngin' (?), we take steps Trying to avoid death, anything for a rep No college degree but we be the hood chefs Takin' from the hood until there ain't a hood left Searchin' for chickens to give up they goodness For a little change, she'll give you a little brain But if she catch you slippin' brains on your woodgrain And this a hood thing, don't think you can't get got And just cause you're paid, don't think you can't get shot I show you what it's like, to live a hustlin' life You'll be the king of your city, that's if you hustle right Don't be a lame nigga, listen and pay attention Play the game until you're winnin', that's how you make a livin' [Hook:] [Verse 2: Max Minelli] I swear to tell the truth, my hand on my heart The pain in my brain, the struggle in my thoughts My momma on my mind, know she prayin' and hopin' Hundred dollars away from being broke but we copin' I got my window open, my city never sleep It ain't no turnin' back from head-first in the streets You know that grit-ass game, yea I'm in it deep My heart pumps soldier blood through me when it beat My new shit gonna make the trunk rattle when it beat I don't slang it but I can show you where to get it cheap I don't know you and you don't know me either, so we even But I'm willin' to die for everything I believe in It ain't no better feelin' than seeing my daughter smile Don't wanna see none of the shit I had to come up 'round Niggas don't wanna put no work in but they wanna shine I put the blueprints in my rhyme, nigga on my grind [Hook:]