Rise & Grind

[Hook x2] Rollin' on the south side, makin' my ends Real O.G., we ain't playing pretend, nah We all playin' to win If it's a game then I'm a play it till the day that it end [Verse 1: Chuuwee] Buddah won't ever get me nothing I can't handle Niggas always giving me beats I can't vandle Till I dismantle, I spit like a champion My shit on the shelf? Nah, I sit on the mantle Got me hot as a candle, I be going commando Rambo, feeling like I'mma run out of ammo Days I never ate, not a can a Campbell's Now them light skinned runnas like Tisha Campbell and Candice And days get bright by night I be laying in my bed with my goals in sight, just thinking I came a long ass way on the mic, syncing Now I'm kinda conversating with Night Believe it or not, I'm living every day of my life For real niggas, spit sharp, stay slaying the mic We all rap but you niggas ain't saying it right I know them sucka niggas praying I die... [Hook] [Verse 2: Dceased] Yeah, flew fast for a ticket, hoping to make 'em suffer A murderous kinda battle ground I told to keep it lit, bottled up for a minute I ain't afraid to lose a half a pound Black a better life, caught up my hustle with a feather white Holdin' all they bluffs, got 'em bettin' life I'm slowing up on a pitch spree, hit 'em with a change up And gotta show 'em heaven twice I been wild for a minute Pumpin out a dollar, ain't a customed to the bitchin' Running all ahead of 'em, caught up buying a mission A runner up with a bat, they feeling me cause I'm trippin' 20-Oz Boater, lean when I show up Long shot trigger pull, I love to hit 'em close up Gifted, I ain't fronting, got a hustle that you close to Jumping over hurtle like I'm suppose to [Hook] [Verse 3: Chuuwee] I gotta clothing sponsored in Canada I told my man, I'm noddin' south rapper since Country Grammar Damn part of my tone, I just feel like the man now Cause niggas coming at me with assistance and hand-outs Gotta stay on my own shit being a stand out Niggas will turn Pac, fall in line with they pants down Standin on stages, full of a grand now Hear 'em all startin to chant now I went from 2 years no cell phone Writing raps every morning, hoping one day maybe I can be well known Rocking the motha fuckin bells in my shell toes Forever the coldest nigga i made hell froze I used to burn CD's to 4:30 in the morning Dreaming of being able to tour, now a nigga on his second one Streaming, waiting for the best to come, feelin like Nephilim [Hook]