[Verse 1]

We’re reaching the end

And I’m getting sick of it

Always writing, grinding, fighting myself for the gain of it

The gain that’s just a step on a staircase that’s infinite

I’m never on the top so this end’s another a beggining

Shit

0-4-5-6

You’re really not looking for my old time kicks

This talking is acting, look at all my tricks

You ain’t got a clue despite of a hundred hints woo

I like it in the field, tho it’s heavy I can tell

Fire burns me everyday, telling me to go to hell

If it tries me it tries me, I’d stand up if I fell

But I’m not gonna fall, gotta lock me in a cell

FUCK

What is this smell?

Seems like a weakling is ringing their bell

“My name is Peter I want you to love me, a minute that you don’t love me I’m unwell”

[Chorus]

The mountin is calling, I don’t wanna go

The climbing is crawling, a burden, a snow

I know it is fate that I end up alone if I reach for the top but yo fuck it, let’s go

The mindset I’m drawing is perfeclty bold

Stay when the others can no longer hold

The level of dopamine is extremely low

Goodbye to the comfort, staying a pro

[Verse 2]

Ay

Let’s make it clear I don’t owe the world nothing, not to prove myself

You better remember it, ‘cause I only say it once, my feelings are things I don’t hide that well

Ay

Somethin in my veins tellin’ me to pund that back (it’s a list of failed attempts)

If I listen to the voice, I might end up drop dead, on the other hand, I might be the strongest motherfucka’ woo (chaos)

(Pussssh)

Do a push-up

Go for a run do a pull-up, ‘til I throw up, my body is a pull-back, don’t care if I get sick, I give everything I have for a go-up

I’m a cliffhanger of a story that you tell to your children, hell of an ending, cuz (woo)

Started as an amateur fuck, but the train ark ends as I stand up on the racing rows

Seven Hell!

What I’m coming at you with

It’s a changing field, I am doing what you can’t

Better go inside, ‘cause it’s startin’ to get messy and I don’t want you to cry ‘cause you got dirt on your hands

A barried man

Who won’t do the must

You’re tired I know, but you gotta have a better excuse because right now I don’t give a fuck

I’m not gonna give one, the grinding is tough, but

Play it again, play it now louder

No second thoughts, leave that for a doubter

Everyone stops who has lost inner power

But I ain’t, you know why? Because I am The (woo) (grind!)

You need a year for the heal, just a shower

For me, I am good after sleeping an hour

Back to the mine, because “What’s being tired?”

Tired? Bitch, I am The Grinder

[Chorus]

Mountains are calling, I listen, I go

The climbing is crawling, a burden, a snow

I know it is fate that I end up alone if I reach for the sky but yo fuck it, let’s go

The mindset I’m drawing is perfeclty bold

Stay when the others can no longer hold

The level of dopamine is extremely low

Goodbye to the comfort, staying a pro

I’m The Grinder