Grind Baby Grind

[Verse 1: David Stones] I paint pictures with my lines Write scriptures in my rhymes I shine-baby-shine this young nigga in his prime It was written that I'm ahead of my time But it was also written I would never be signed Niggas always got a opinion with no facts So judgmental, cut a nigga no slack But oh-snap now a nigga on wax Worldwide I tell all them haters hold that I grind-baby-grind to get my name on the map Put in overtime tryna' clime me a plaque It's been a wrap since I came through the door I left all them lame niggas laying on the floor I claimed fame and got 'em running to the store Cause I'm not only a rapper I'm much more Dogs But of course I'm a boss so I floss This young show off'll show off in his Porsche [Hook] I shine baby shine Grind baby grind I get's mine and I'm still in my prime Don't worry bout me homie I'm a be fine Cause I grind baby grind Grind baby grind (Repeat 1x) [Verse 2: David Stones] I could tell you niggas tryna' disguise your green eyes I wondered why you wore shades now I see why Cause I shine baby shine And I shine so bright it'll leave a motherfucker blind I could tell that it's fuckin' with your mind He just came in the game and homie on his grind They already wanna put me in a shrine But in due time 'til then I'm first in line These niggas say I get too much credit But I really earned it so it's more like a debit Dead it All that tough shit forget it But if you really want it my nigga then we could set it Cause I ain't pussy don't push me I'll bust the fifth But I much rather make hits and have 'em bang my shit These niggas kill for the thrill If I kill it's to chill Cause with beef it's no peace and that's real [Hook] [Verse 3: David Stones] I keep perfecting my profession cause it is what it is And let my rhymes manifest 'til I'm the best in the biz Ask a real lyricist he know what it is And all my hood niggas check for the kid But let me tell you little something bout this fame shit You'll be here today then tomorrow you'll be nameless You could set it up where you'll remain rich Or you could leave with the same shit that you came with Man this whole lifestyle is dangerous Never knowing if you coming or going and anxious To know what's next cause success is a half of step away Failure is even less Look at yourself in the mirror you're a mess Everyday is like a motherfucking contest But nevertheless I progress Cause I ain't satisfied with success I'm obsessed [Hook]