If the meek shall the earth and not the weak Let me the street, fuck it You know what I mean? I mean, I life, man You what I mean, life is beautiful It's just the shit in it that's up It's rough but it's People gotta go out there and bust they, they ass for a job I mean, my dad's got kids, man and I mean you know He hates drivin' a bus but he five kids You me?
I'm a rhyme Out here to grind my hardest Up so to milk the cow Keep my John Deere out plowin' the fields To keep my John worth up in the now Went from on blocks to hangin' on a chart Positions is part of my to hangin' on top get your polly cracker or with them crackers And them ass niggaz if you like it or not
I've rewired to work more efficiently in the dirt I'm on with it all up in my cuticles try to get off the farm but fell into harm Of gettin' in the game of those pharmaceuticals But I was in those blue collar themes Havin' white collar 'cause I see what it means And though the meek shall inherit the earth but don't The are the one's who inherit the debt
You can bet I got better things to do than I was a who got jerked by Tom and his boys Came on my land, seized my and catalog As if it wouldn't leave me than coy But I'm far from bitter even from quittin' Got a grind to make, no time for sittin' And XBox, stand up and exercise my rights As of by seen of masta's eye the grind date
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm of askin' that I the street philosophy is that I'm gonna milk the cow and the meat At least I have some kind of food and Because sometimes you come back Like momma said, "If you 5 cents don't ask for 3 Ask for 10, for sure"
Yo fuck a rhyme artist, I ain't here for I was born with the bap, respect the name My hands on experience was on my first contract Taught me quick how to the game Introduced to the block, got used to the But your neighbors be the who throw shit on your lawn It's every single time we pop, they got annoyed But we got ahead and we got
And puttin' on the calendars, worse on them calendars Worth of hump days that broke the camel's The grind'll make look gray And a tainted picture of tomorrows in enamel black Meet the rhyme, street grind, son, whatever the I'm a take it at the horns till the toe torn And show you why we here this 'Cause when it to puttin' in work Once again on
I'm like everybody else, man An nigga with above average potential You know what I mean? I'm not sayin' that I'm a I'm sayin' that I how to act like a gentleman In order to get the things that I And if I pull out my nickle bag, I'm gonna do that This ain't no accident, man, we, we stayin'
You damn I am proud of myself, man I'm of my team, man I don't you to get the wrong, yo baby on the real? I don't have sex with people I do business with And that's the But I do, do with people that I have sex with So if ain't no conflict, let's get this grind on 'Cause I'm gonna fuck the outta you, that's word