On My Grind

[Intro: Big K.R.I.T.]

Young Krizzle, I'm back like that man!

Man we hustled all this dope

Just like them niggas hustle that cocaïne

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

I'm on my grind baby, sun-up to sunset

I gotta hustle daily, take care there's nothin' left

They said I'd never make it, they said I'd never blow

Now I just chunk the deuce and dream of 24's

Shawty I gotta go, I see you when I see ya

Out of these non-believers, I gotta make believers

I never been a follower, I always been a leader

That's why I sell this music like trappers sell cocaïne

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]

I want that good life, I'm talkin' dope money

Without the jump-out boys, snitches, and long gunners

I'm sayin' I need millions like I need breath

And we don't run 'round youngin' (?), we take steps

Trying to avoid death, anything for a rep

No college degree but we be the hood chefs

Takin' from the hood until there ain't a hood left

Searchin' for chickens to give up they goodness

For a little change, she'll give you a little brain

But if she catch you slippin' brains on your woodgrain

And this a hood thing, don't think you can't get got

And just cause you're paid, don't think you can't get shot

I show you what it's like, to live a hustlin' life

You'll be the king of your city, that's if you hustle right

Don't be a lame nigga, listen and pay attention

Play the game until you're winnin', that's how you make a livin'

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

I'm on my grind baby, sun-up to sunset

I gotta hustle daily, take care there's nothin' left

They said I'd never make it, they said I'd never blow

Now I just chunk the deuce and dream of 24's

Shawty I gotta go, I see you when I see ya

Out of these non-believers, I gotta make believers

I never been a follower, I always been a leader

That's why I sell this music like trappers sell cocaïne

[Verse 2: Max Minelli]

I swear to tell the truth, my hand on my heart

The pain in my brain, the struggle in my thoughts

My momma on my mind, know she prayin' and hopin'

Hundred dollars away from being broke but we copin'

I got my window open, my city never sleep

It ain't no turnin' back from head-first in the streets

You know that grit-ass game, yea I'm in it deep

My heart pumps soldier blood through me when it beat

My new shit gonna make the trunk rattle when it beat

I don't slang it but I can show you where to get it cheap

I don't know you and you don't know me either, so we even

But I'm willin' to die for everything I believe in

It ain't no better feelin' than seeing my daughter smile

Don't wanna see none of the shit I had to come up 'round

Niggas don't wanna put no work in but they wanna shine

I put the blueprints in my rhyme, nigga on my grind

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]

I'm on my grind baby, sun-up to sunset

I gotta hustle daily, take care there's nothin' left

They said I'd never make it, they said I'd never blow

Now I just chunk the deuce and dream of 24's

Shawty I gotta go, I see you when I see ya

Out of these non-believers, I gotta make believers

I never been a follower, I always been a leader

That's why I sell this music like trappers sell cocaïne