(*talking*)
Man huh, you gotta get up on your feet
That means ha-ha, you got's to bring it (shine on)
Cause there's no hand outs and ain't a damn thang free
And if you don't know that by now, you will never know
You know what I'm saying, you wanna shine you get your grind on
[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
If you wanna shiiiiiii-iiiii-iiiine
(you wanna shine nigga, you gotta grind nigga
Because the only thing you wasting is your time nigga)
You wanna shine, you gotta grind
Cause the only thing you wasting is your time
One day you here and then you gone (so get your grind on)
[E.S.G.]
I seen a whole lot of niggas, that I knew in the past
Use to be up on they feet, now they flat on they ass
I knew some athletes who thought, they game was the shit
But when draft day came, my niggas didn't get picked
Now they ain't doing shit, but sitting around getting high
Niggas thinking a million dollas, just gon fall out the sky
That's why I mash niggas, and I stay thoed
24/7, hustling in the studio
Money comes money go, so I must invest
My dues more boys like D-O-C, and have a god damn wreck
I know some niggas who'd rather, sit around on they porch and smoke
Instead of taking they ass to work, they get paid in truck note
Now depending on mama, ain't gon last forever
See I fell off before, but I got my act together
I know some niggas got rap, contracts for mills
Didn't grind in the studio, and they lost they motherfucking deals
Man huh, you gotta get up on your feet
That means ha-ha, you got's to bring it (shine on)
Cause there's no hand outs and ain't a damn thang free
And if you don't know that by now, you will never know
You know what I'm saying, you wanna shine you get your grind on
[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
If you wanna shiiiiiii-iiiii-iiiine
(you wanna shine nigga, you gotta grind nigga
Because the only thing you wasting is your time nigga)
You wanna shine, you gotta grind
Cause the only thing you wasting is your time
One day you here and then you gone (so get your grind on)
[E.S.G.]
I seen a whole lot of niggas, that I knew in the past
Use to be up on they feet, now they flat on they ass
I knew some athletes who thought, they game was the shit
But when draft day came, my niggas didn't get picked
Now they ain't doing shit, but sitting around getting high
Niggas thinking a million dollas, just gon fall out the sky
That's why I mash niggas, and I stay thoed
24/7, hustling in the studio
Money comes money go, so I must invest
My dues more boys like D-O-C, and have a god damn wreck
I know some niggas who'd rather, sit around on they porch and smoke
Instead of taking they ass to work, they get paid in truck note
Now depending on mama, ain't gon last forever
See I fell off before, but I got my act together
I know some niggas got rap, contracts for mills
Didn't grind in the studio, and they lost they motherfucking deals
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