On Yo Grind Ya Boy

[Hook]

Are you on your grind, cause I'm on mine
I be on the paper chase even if I gotta catch a case
Cause I gotta get paid
I'm talking like 6 in the morning
On the block I'm grinding while you yawning
These other niggas just wishing and hoping
Maybe one day you could be like Ya Boy

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I got money on my mind
Lately I've been feeling like I'm falling behind
Cause while they riding Lambos, I'm flipping channels
All I see is violence, Frank Lucas and Rambo
Sopranos, Goodfellas and shit
MTV they singing about umbrellas and shit
I gotta get up, get out and get something, hustling
How can you complain when you ain't doing nothing [x2]
I go against the grain for that Range
Nigga I risk jail for mail let me tell you
I'm on my grind, I gotta get mine and I ain't got time for a bitch I ain't lying
Everytime I close my eyes I see dollar signs open em up
It ain't about a dime then I'm blind
And I don't care if you in the streets or you a Pastor
I got a quick question to ask ya