Whoa K.A.A.N. (Ft. Josh Sallee)

[Intro]

I been on the grind
I been on the grind
I been-
I been-
I been on the grind
I been on the grind
I been on the grind
I been-

[Verse 1: K.A.A.N]

Yeah, I got a whole lotta pride
Work on tryin' to put it to the side
Someone saying different they gon' lie
No reply, I will not dignify
I pick up the pen and I write it
No advance on alignment
In the trench, suicide it
Any chance you can fight it
But I don't suggest it
Got your chest poked out like you double-breasted
And I put some holes in it, caught the [?]
Stay the fuck out of my way, now that's a smart investment
More grace when I land, no [Elvis Presley] ?
See I never give a fuck
And I can't help it
Ever since the age of 9, nigga I been selfish
I got money on my mind I want material wealth, bitch
Humble pie, I might need a slice
Good lord, I think I'm sick
I want a Jesus piece
Maybe they'll cleanse my sins
Maybe they'll show my worth
I need approval
Can't seduce ya
Unless I blend in with the usual
Feelings mutual
Mute the music, hear me out
I'm trying to speak
I do it all for admiration
I sell myself for your attention
It's only mindless entertainment
The goals to take your soul and taint it