STAYED ON MY GRIND

Pain of my mind, my grind

I cry, I cry, I stand up on my own mind

I cry, I cry, I stand up on my own mind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

My grind's where we're staying on that pine

And we're weighing strong around

Yeah we're making songs on mine

And we're weighing strong

Won't be long till we in Africa

Experiencing diasporas

Beyond the Lazarus

Massed her up

Had to stash more bucks

Needing cash, not pure lust

Cause it sure sucks without either

Seeing bumps without knees

The grounded non-believers of flights

Not achieving the heights

Supposed to be receiving the light

But futures they don't believe will be bright

Despite glimpses, flickers of hope

Addicted to dope

When shot to your top, they zoomed in with the scope

And eating the coke to cope with cold shoulders alike

Like those who deal with their lows with boulders of white

Whether you sober or plies

Mixing the Yola, soda, baking them pipes

Dealing with what's left every night out here making it right

Cause I'm staying on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

I stand up on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind

Staying on my grind