Two of my favorite rappers one of them said "I don't get tired"
The other one said "you ain't grinding til you tired" I said I'm tired
I'm tired of struggling fucking the profit up like I'm grinding for nothing
Fuck it I can't give up
I'm a die from hustling trust me that bike I took
I'm alive because of it
Crushed ice all in my watch and my cup
I come from watching for cops on the block with a tuck
Socks stuck how many times them niggas shot at us
Shit not enough prolly why I never got high as buck but I couldn't give a fuck
Bullet holes all in through the headrest like I wasn't in that truck
On that pac with my two Glocks like I won't hit em up
People I was close to now I don't hear from much
Cause everybody want to know am I gonna get my cut
What the fuck why how hold it in
Til you crying out loud for crying out loud
Hold up I trying to smile how about now shit
Looking out I'm down about now hundred thou
I'm tired of struggling fucking the profit up like I'm grinding for nothing
Fuck it I can't give up
I'm a die from hustling trust me that bike I took
I'm alive because of it
Yeah you lying but fuck it smoking they plus they minus
Grinding the subject that's cause I smoke too much
Sometimes I be clubbing hustling backwards boy purp
Got me paranoid luck fucked up from fort and on her
I know I don't care for her there for her I'm moving forward
TSA keep staring I be up in the airport supernova
Hell yeah I'm self-employed with 10 bands and some hooping shorts
Ask me who I do it for Reba out her lets do some roids
Used to go so hard to blow it all in the Gucci store
Or fixing up a car just to impress all these stupid whores
Shooting dice to win a little bit end up losing a little more
I'm tired of struggling fucking the profit up like I'm grinding for nothing
Fuck it I can't give up
I'm a die from hustling trust me that bike I took
I'm alive because of it
