for young niggas on their grind ya know i advise ya ll to quit yeah i got it who gets liver than the chocolate prince i m on my grind word is bond now i m sparking in between the rappers trappers backpackers and acting rappers i m on the move niggas is frontin they moving backwards in these times niggas don t know why they rap they just do i want to make and realize they whack but they fools they follow suit with whatever they think cute they following grooves i drop jewels like chain snatchers whatever the day i always stay p blackk you know i keep it a hundred and state these facts you know i got a bone to pick with hoes with egos man i wish they weren t as pretty as the way they act you ho i got a fetish for stacking dough cause it stopped being a hobby at ten i was getting paid for shows yeah so now you know label me nothing i know them underground cats is fads too they independent so while the hipsters get had too then bring hip hop back rappers is trash too i m just me at all times cause i can t help it but yo my mama said i m nice so props is passed due i paint chill with dogs and cats that s mad cute i ain t trying to appeal to nothing i m trying to build with my brothers if i get a slice of the pie i give em something ya ll wanna be starved me and mine wanna be czars we out here trying hard ya ll just trying to be hard see there s a big difference between me and ya ll ya ll live for the moment while a nigga dream afar word to moms keep in mind when i say i m on my grind i m figuring out how to take the world and make that mother fucker mine my man i was born to shine but i m shy making iller noise trying to lead the blind 