Astro

Grind-In
(Intro) So this what Brooklyn look like at its finest ah? (Verse) I used to suck at everything except rapping I took advantage, put problems on instrumentals And managed to make em vanish She fronted yesterday, but she wanna see me tomorrow Shawty play me so much, my nickname was Grand Theft Auto Plus my environment was real I seen CJ's and cops, looking for stars in foreign cars Lord they tryina get me It's all a trap I say I'm just tryina feed my mommy with these raps I say And these tracks I slay, Walking, leaving my footmark, Instant history just a tab away from your bookmark So far we doing good for ourself That's what these teachers say, They waiting for my end, I bet they never see the day Futuristic, egotistic, young and restrict your lyrics Tryina be the god of rapping, no disrespect religion I keep em rocking from Crenshaw to picky You had your time now the clock is ticking I mean taking, breaking radio stations, tell em play my joint, Then when we go pop it sell up a target, but I stays on point SongtexteHip hop, word! (Hook x2) Getting my grind, my grinding I'm getting Ain't nothing here given, We're no longer children We making a living (Verse) I used to suck at everything except faking, now I'm the realer one, Chicks going bananas, I never used to appeal to them Television screen, told my images, I'm the champoo, Changed the conditions, I was living it All the dudes was tripping it Tryina plot on taking what they have Even if you care so freak me you couldn't get the A mad I'm focused, and Brooklyn's responsible for my concentration And these tracks help me communicate with different races Fire the shot, we all speech struggle Couldn't find the words to describe the pain, we all need Russel My dedication on the hunned, better get running cause you done it Anything in front of something, when you want it I don't like y'all, I don't like y'all music Can't none of y'all touch what I be doing Radio promoting all these tracks But you wonder why the game is ruined Y'all know why, cause y'all ain't bumping this roaster or nothin like it, And that's cool but it just ain't exciting Bow down to the younging that's catching wreck I'm up next, protect next before I access and expect Nothing, less than the best, to the world give raw perfection As I continue to progress in every single session, for real (Hook x2) Getting my grind, my grinding I'm getting Ain't nothing here given, We're no longer children We making a living Aus Songtexte Mania