The Grinder
Uh, rolling up the grass, living badder than them niggas that I used to look up to
I could show you why they come up
Yeah, I came up from the gutter to a condo out in Hollywood
Where the weather’s good and the parties always popping up
Or somebody who dropping off some trees
That mean I got enough to go around everything for the free
So you ain’t gotta smoke on me and my homies
Down to go there any one time and get this paper
I swear ain’t nobody doing me no favors
Twistin’ up the medicine, shittin’ on my competition
Easy part’s forgetting, but the hardest part’s to try forgiving
Niggers for mistaking me, or thinking I’s the one to wait
They thought cause I was young that I’ll be dumb
But nigga, what you made’s a photographic memory
Now look at my wife, she got a pornographic figure
And my autograph is bigger to your nieces and your nephews than yours ever was
Not to mention your niggas
You caught a rappin’ Taylor Gang with us
I see TMZ cameras, paparazzi takin’ pictures
I spoke up with Jack and asked him if he wanna take one with us
Made man, ain’t nobody nig a nigga
Tried to book a flight to Vegas, tried to take ‘em with us
You niggers do small dog. Me, I’m thinking bigger
Critics call me on how I’m smoking weed and drinking liquor
Or how I was nominated, but not the winner
But you should start counting about my Grammy this year
Yeah nigga, I’m up in the air, nigga
And the shit that I got all cost some money to wear, nigga
On the reant a team, I ain’t even a player, nigger
Four hours up, niggers ain’t caring
Now it’s getting’ dark for you nigga, shit ain’t even fair nigga
Blowing hell a the day got me so much I think it’s growin’ out my hair
The weed is in the joint, the grinder’s over there
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