Keep On Grindin'

(*talking*) Man huh, you gotta get up on your feet That means ha-ha, you got's to bring it (shine on) Cause there's no hand outs and ain't a damn thang free And if you don't know that by now, you will never know You know what I'm saying, you wanna shine you get your grind on [Hook: Ronnie Spencer] If you wanna shiiiiiii-iiiii-iiiine (you wanna shine nigga, you gotta grind nigga Because the only thing you wasting is your time nigga) You wanna shine, you gotta grind Cause the only thing you wasting is your time One day you here and then you gone (so get your grind on) [E.S.G.] I seen a whole lot of niggas, that I knew in the past Use to be up on they feet, now they flat on they ass I knew some athletes who thought, they game was the shit But when draft day came, my niggas didn't get picked Now they ain't doing shit, but sitting around getting high Niggas thinking a million dollas, just gon fall out the sky That's why I mash niggas, and I stay thoed 24/7, hustling in the studio Money comes money go, so I must invest My dues more boys like D-O-C, and have a god damn wreck I know some niggas who'd rather, sit around on they porch and smoke Instead of taking they ass to work, they get paid in truck note Now depending on mama, ain't gon last forever See I fell off before, but I got my act together I know some niggas got rap, contracts for mills Didn't grind in the studio, and they lost they motherfucking deals [Hook] [E.S.G.] Now this ain't all about niggas, I know some trifling hoes Rather get they hair fixed, than by they kids some clothes These hoes rather go, to the club every night Until she came home, and wasn't no gas and lights Now when shit don't go right, people love to blame another When a buster get caught, he run and tell them undercovers Y'all sorry motherfuckers, I ain't gon say it no mo' And broke niggas get jealous, when a playa got do' But if you know like I know, they say it's hell for a hustler In this white man's world, see everybody's trying to fuck ya Kin folks be the worst, they'll fuck a nigga first Like them dopefiend uncles, stealing your grandma purse Gotta peep my verse, it's all fact not fiction We all started in the ghetto, from the same position Don't get mad you ain't listen, you chose to skip class Should of made you some cash, with your unemploy'd ass [Hook] [E.S.G.] Tick-tock, Cardier watch still ticking Your partnas getting the head, you in the bed bullshitting Now everybody trying to claim, you owe 'em some'ing Because we all started out, on the same block pumping I'm trying to have 'em jumping, to the message I'm sending Got bills to pay, ain't no time to leaning If you ever been broke, I know you boys know the feeling Now what would you do, you had your hands on a million It prolly wouldn't last, brand new S-Class By the time you bought a house, you back on your ass I'm on some Bill Gates shit, some Microsoft shit Create a new computer chip, and build my own cruise shit Get down with your keep, promote some fights and shit Call Quentin Tarantino, go half on a flick Prolly invest in some melons, so when my folks get sick If we'd get off our ass, we'd have all kinds of shit [Hook] [Ronnie Spencer] Ain't you tired, of sitting down Waiting for the first, to roll around Bill ain't paid, rent is due Stand up and be a man, it's all on you You wanna shiiiiiii-iiiii-iiiine You wanna shine, you gotta grind Cause the only thing you wasting, is your time (so get your grind on) You wanna shine, you gotta grind Cause the only thing you wasting, is your time You wanna shine, you gotta grind Cause the only thing you wasting, is your time (so get your grind on) One day you here, and then you gone