Grind
Jay Samuelz
GENRE
[Songtext zu „Grind“]
[Verse 1]
Supermarket money, but that market money's not a super
Life's fucking twisted like Kamasutra, but not a loser
That's what I told myself, but I keep the stealthiest
I was searching job offers on my mom‘s computer
I felt ashamed of making [wrong maneuvers?]
What would you tell her if you loved her but you couldn't effort the Uber to rendezvous her? Damn
Try to carve my future with a dawn knife
From high spirited to low life
From high diligence to Snow White
Ignorance with that poison apple
Now the boys baffled by his own hype
No, I made the decision to be a rapper back in '09
My German mama like, „Oh nein!“
My German mama told I could be anything that I wanted to (Hey)
So why they gotta choose to be an artist? I did it
I fought it, I fidgetted, thought I could win it
But lost in my vision, uh
Even Sabrina thought it all would be different
So, what you mean I got a lottery ticket?
What, winnin' did? Just leavin' nine-to-fives to being free?
Now I'm alive in 3D, rather die than tryin' to be me
Now I got what I wanted, we're still [?], like
(Yeah, now I got what I wanted, we're still [?], like)
Still it seems right (Okay)
[Pre-Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (Way too many issues)
Haters try to diss you all the time (Haters try to diss you)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn't mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind (Yeah)
[Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (On my mind)
Haters try to diss you all the time (All the time)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn‘t mind (Yeah)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind
[Verse 2]
Now I got bitches fiending for cash
But avoiding Golden Retrievers
I say it's 'cause of my girl, but I barely visit her either
Thought I want all these women, ignore the slides in my DM
Thought I want recognition, but I go outside on the weekends
Now is it preachin'? Have I kept on lyin' to myself?
When I put in so much effort that I jeopardize my health
When I bet on family and sacrificed life days
'Cause I wanted flashin' lights like Ye, you a bright night, bae
Text to my phone
I overheard it when I put that shit on light vibrate
Man, I'm workin' to the bone
But if I keep at it can I count on reachin' forty? I'm like five times eight
I'm like five times eight, you think it's prime time fate
But Poudi's whip will match his belt buckle, [?]
And [?]'s chick will match his self struggles, 's all I'll say
Free [?] team, ain't leavin' till sidelines plays
So talkin' shit and just assume I can't rap when I'm half black
Have a life without my dad, I have to prove I'm half black
You knew that damn fact? Just because you know you don't know shit about me
Funny how they know the life I live without me
Now my uncle's [?] humble endeavors
[?] brush it with leather sandals and comfortable sweaters
Settle for Lunchables, cheddar, but I wanted cheese on the plate, so
They tried to leave us starvin', we ate though, ayy
[Pre-Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (Way too many issues on my mind)
Haters try to diss you all the time (Haters try to diss you)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn‘t mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind (Yeah)
[Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (On my mind)
Haters try to diss you all the time (All the time)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn‘t mind (He doesn't mind)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind (Yeah)
[Outro]
Part of the grind (Ayy), part of the grind
(Part of the [?])
Part of the grind, part of the grind
Part of the grind, part of the grind
[Verse 1]
Supermarket money, but that market money's not a super
Life's fucking twisted like Kamasutra, but not a loser
That's what I told myself, but I keep the stealthiest
I was searching job offers on my mom‘s computer
I felt ashamed of making [wrong maneuvers?]
What would you tell her if you loved her but you couldn't effort the Uber to rendezvous her? Damn
Try to carve my future with a dawn knife
From high spirited to low life
From high diligence to Snow White
Ignorance with that poison apple
Now the boys baffled by his own hype
No, I made the decision to be a rapper back in '09
My German mama like, „Oh nein!“
My German mama told I could be anything that I wanted to (Hey)
So why they gotta choose to be an artist? I did it
I fought it, I fidgetted, thought I could win it
But lost in my vision, uh
Even Sabrina thought it all would be different
So, what you mean I got a lottery ticket?
What, winnin' did? Just leavin' nine-to-fives to being free?
Now I'm alive in 3D, rather die than tryin' to be me
Now I got what I wanted, we're still [?], like
(Yeah, now I got what I wanted, we're still [?], like)
Still it seems right (Okay)
[Pre-Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (Way too many issues)
Haters try to diss you all the time (Haters try to diss you)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn't mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind (Yeah)
[Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (On my mind)
Haters try to diss you all the time (All the time)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn‘t mind (Yeah)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind
[Verse 2]
Now I got bitches fiending for cash
But avoiding Golden Retrievers
I say it's 'cause of my girl, but I barely visit her either
Thought I want all these women, ignore the slides in my DM
Thought I want recognition, but I go outside on the weekends
Now is it preachin'? Have I kept on lyin' to myself?
When I put in so much effort that I jeopardize my health
When I bet on family and sacrificed life days
'Cause I wanted flashin' lights like Ye, you a bright night, bae
Text to my phone
I overheard it when I put that shit on light vibrate
Man, I'm workin' to the bone
But if I keep at it can I count on reachin' forty? I'm like five times eight
I'm like five times eight, you think it's prime time fate
But Poudi's whip will match his belt buckle, [?]
And [?]'s chick will match his self struggles, 's all I'll say
Free [?] team, ain't leavin' till sidelines plays
So talkin' shit and just assume I can't rap when I'm half black
Have a life without my dad, I have to prove I'm half black
You knew that damn fact? Just because you know you don't know shit about me
Funny how they know the life I live without me
Now my uncle's [?] humble endeavors
[?] brush it with leather sandals and comfortable sweaters
Settle for Lunchables, cheddar, but I wanted cheese on the plate, so
They tried to leave us starvin', we ate though, ayy
[Pre-Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (Way too many issues on my mind)
Haters try to diss you all the time (Haters try to diss you)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn‘t mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind (Yeah)
[Hook]
Way too many issues on my mind (On my mind)
Haters try to diss you all the time (All the time)
They told him he wasn't invited, but he doesn‘t mind (He doesn't mind)
All of this is part of the grind
Part of the grind (Yeah)
[Outro]
Part of the grind (Ayy), part of the grind
(Part of the [?])
Part of the grind, part of the grind
Part of the grind, part of the grind
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