Da Grind (feat. Apocalypse)

Yeah

Send this one out to everybody

Tryna make ends meet

Yeah, I'm on the grind

Still got my money on my mind

And I feel like I'm walkin' on the line

When it seems like I'm runnin' out of time

That's when I'm goin' on the grind

Ay yo, I'm tryna make my dollars double

I done found a place to fit in

For **** tryna get into this power struggle

I work hard on the job like immigrants

And always try to get my first half in advance

It sounds strange, but the rap game is not a game

You could make a lot of money, gain a lot of fame

But don't get it twisted, you can get addicted

Buy a mansion in the Hamptons and get evicted

Now, if you call me and I'm not around

I'm probably puttin' my grind down

Doin' shows out of town

I be the manager, road manager, and call handler

Book an agent, choreographer, and tour planner

I be the VP of marketing and promotions

Producer and arranger with a range of emotions

And after it all, I still gotta perform

At three o' clock in the morn' when half the fans are gone

But it's fine, been on the grind since like '88 or '89

The game is foul like a plate of swine

Is there anybody kind like me?

Is anybody out there on the grind like me?

For everybody workin' nine to five

For everybody tryna rise with they eyes on the prize

I'm with 'cha, we all goin' through it

But yo, deep down inside, I know we still gon' do it, oh

I'm on the grind

Still got my money on my mind

And I feel like I'm walkin' on the line

And it seems like I'm runnin' out of time

That's why I'm always' on the grind, yeah

I'm on the grind

Still got my money on my mind

And I feel like I'm walkin' on the line

When it seems like I'm runnin' out of time

That's when I'm goin' on the grind

I really feel I'm blessed 'cause I was born with a talent to rhyme

But the stress got me this close to quittin' sometimes

On the crowded A train every mornin'

I can't for the day my hustle game don't got to start this way

**** think its all good when they see me and hear my CD

And think I'm jumpin' in the 745 with TV's

They don't know I miss tours and shows

To go to work and pay bills and keep dough on my clothes

In the shadow of a legend so

They expect me to spit and sound like him, but ya'll need to let it go

Everyday I face the crossroad of rap or drugs

Album cuts and singles and crack heads and clappin' thugs

When I'm broke, my moms won't even give me a hug

But on payday I'm her baby then she call it love

I keep makin' my moves 'cause one day I'mma prove

I got what it take and I will not lose, yeah

I'm on the grind

Still got my money on my mind

And I feel like I'm walkin' on the line

And it seems like I'm runnin' out of time

That's why I'm always' on the grind, yeah

I'm on the grind

Still got my money on my mind

And I feel like I'm walkin' on the line

When it seems like I'm runnin' out of time

That's when I'm goin' on the grind