[Verse 1 - Big Unk]

I gotta get up off of my ass - if I think I'm a have me alittle bit of cash

Cause ain't nobody gon'give me shit, so I'm runnin these streets like a hundred yard dash

Pounds and birds, I trample the block like a herd

Gone off syrup, but I still maintain - tryna leave the game but the light bill due

Really fast and them bills due too

Crystal niggas I see straight through you, so I surround myself with me

Took alittle time to find myself but now I grind so I shine myself that's G - Game

Never cut a nigga no pain if he ain't never lived in rain

I'm feelin insane, chasin this change - while I protect myself from jackers mayne

All alone I go pound for pound, hard or soft I go zone for zone

Lookin in the rearview at my parnta cause I know he wanna put one in my dome

Take my throne cause I'm labeled the king

But I ain't fresh off the porch I can peep the scene

I keep some - thing to put it on ya mind - gotta head ain't no screws in mine

Watchin the feds while they watchin mine, they can smear the shit - it ain't stoppin mine

The bottom line if I wanna shine - off my ass I gotta grind

Watchin the feds while they watchin mine, they can smear the shit - it ain't stoppin mine

The bottom line if I wanna shine - off my ass I gotta grind

(Chorus - Jeff Lynn Repeat 2x)

Everyday I'm on my grind

Gotta get off my ass money on my mind

Like everyday, it's like everyday

[Verse 2 - Jeff Lynn]

I blame society for life in the street

Jackin they will and killin my folk

Prayin I'll ride on hundred spokes

I won't ever fall victim to dope

Wish a nigga could get my dough

Try to play games with me and catch a forty - fo'

Thoughts like this they come and go

Who needs a friend with so many foes?

G - H - E - T - T - O, nieghborhood still look the same

You can't expect the projects to change

And it's commited to Weed and Cocaine

Extacy and Purple Drank - Dueces, Fo's, Eights, and Pints

I spitt shit that'll make you think, puttin myself at a higher rank

Ain't tryna make my soul sink, shit gotta defeat the whole purpose

Bein surrounded by hearses, feelin my life is worthless - don't wanna snatch purses

But I'm starvin so I gotta start back mobbin

Put the mask on, then I start back robbin

Make a nigga heart rate start throbbin

Young and confused, head just bobbin

So when I pull out the Glock, better get off the block

Shit it's bout to go down

The world is mothafucker, niggas be hatin because another mothafucker out here tryna shine

Lyrically a clown, I'm wreckin the flow - always a gangsta, ain't never no hoe

One thing fuh sho I'm a let you know, on the cool a nigga bout to let it go - cause Uh

(Chorus - Jeff Lynn Repeat 2x)

[Verse 3 - Trae]

Yea, Trae The Truth.....

I done been through alot of things in this past year - motherfuckers better know what it is

I'm still a gangsta runnin and mobbin for mine - and holdin it down for my kin

My brother got hit with a few years, but one thing I hate is life goes on

Fuck it I swear this shit ain't what I'm feelin, but I'm known to be strong

Move to the block, sittin back on chrome - homie you know that I stay on my grind

I stay on my dough like I stay on the track and I come out on top like everytime

A - B - N my team you don't wanna see the gang come out to play

Cause if it's first and ten, the first is where we spray

Unk get the pump and I'll bust they ass, get some shoes and I'll rush they ass

Call me somethin like this and Unk I can play the field and I'll dust they ass

All that talk I'm finna hush they ass, show e'm why Trae The Truth in the city

Better pick the lane for I get off the chain and show my swagger is silly

Better yet sick, stay off my dick cause it might ruin ya reputation

On the way to the top is where I'm headed everyday I'm like elevation

Motivation 3 - 0 - 1 I'm reppin for the lower class

Finna show I ain't gon'stop bitch I be movin too fast, Come on

(Chorus Till End)