Letras
The grind and the gwop, it never wants to stop All I hear is clocks and they tick and
they tock This music business is never to be mocked
Reminiscing on them times I had to reload the Glock
A strap ting, this rap ting I try to take it over the map
Without no mask on or mask off and it's like it never stops.
Bali on, gloves on you know what it's time for
Not a takeover time, it's another time Maybe someday I'll find a girl and I'll
wine and dine But it feels like my time's ticking on a time
bomb This lifestyle's no good and it feels like
my feelings always getting crushed along with my dreams
I'm a lyrical G in the North East. The North East is my hometown I'm proud to
be king of it Some other rappers and Gs never picture it
That's just the meaning of the grind and the gwop
Like I said it never wants to stop
The realest stories originate from people like me
People never want to be like me They always want to be like Cee
They know shit about bagging up crops And unloading the stock to make the gwop
This game is like lock stock Without no two, smoking and barrels
Unless it's a mission it can happen That's why I never stuck to trapping
It never makes my dreams happen All I've ever known was the roads and the backroads
But this time there's no sliding, no crashing or gliding
Sometimes I wonder how I got the time to make sins.
I never want to throw this rap ting in the bin
Looking forward to future plans Hoping nothing's gonna be bad
It's like God had another plan and I'm glad When I was a youngin and I never had a dime in my hand
I grafted along here to get what I had
I hope I'll see another 25 years Hope my children will chase their dreams.
When I wrote this lyric I was only age 15 This business is a delicate matter
These fake rappers, just actors Never spit a factor
When I say this I'll get caught red-handed Familiar a laugh, now cry later
One thing I've gotta say is Fuck all the haters
Yo, fuck em Yo, I'm out man, I can't do this no more man.