[Verse: Chase Aaron]
Catch me with my head down workin
This ainʼt coming out until itʼs perfect
Donʼt propose a deal unless itʼs worth it
Iʼm supposed to kill it then we hearse it
Write, produce, perform it then rehearse it
Came for my flowers I will not return them
Never underestimate the vision
Ten years in it how could I forget it
I gotta motto, you know what it is
Always putting all money in
How you wanna eat when you wonʼt take hits
Gettin the bag involves so many risks
Came from a city where nothing much was different
Me and my team we were something to remember
Back in them days I would drop in December
Get out my way imma drop in the winter

[Chorus: Karun & Chase]
No one ever taught me how to grind (Grind)
Leave it up to someone else
That would be a crime (Crime)
Cominʼ for my paper itʼs my time (Time)
Me Iʼm making my way up
Coming for whatʼs mine (Mine)
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