Grind-In - Intellectual

[Intro]

So this what Brooklyn look like at it's finest, huh?

I used to suck at everything except rapping, I took advantage

Put problems on instrumentals and managed to make 'em vanish

She fronting 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're tryna get me, it's all a trap I say

I'm just tryna 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 year, I bet they never see the day

Futuristic, egotistic youngin with scriptured lyrics

Tryna be the God of rapping, no disrespect religion

I keep em rocking from Crenshaw to (?)

You had your time, now the clock is ticking

I mean taken, breaking radio stations, tell em play my joint

Then when we go pop and the celibate target, but I stays on point

Hip-Hop, word

Getting my grind, and my grind in, I'm getting it

Ain't nothing handgiven, we no longer children, we making a living

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 hold my images, I'm the champ who

Who changed the conditions I was living in

All them dudes was tripping it, tryna plot on taking what A had

Even if you cancel Freaknik 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, man your speech struggle

Can't find the words to describe the pain, we all need Ruzzle

My dedication on a hundred better get running cause you done it

Anything in front of something where you want it

I'm like y'all don't like y'all music, can't none of y'all touch what I be doing

Radio promoting all this trash, but you wonder why the fame is ruined

I know why, cause y'all ain't bumping the 'Stroster, or nothing like it

And that's cool, but it just ain't exciting

Bow down to the youngin that's catching wreck, I'm up next

Protect next before I excess and expect

Nothing less than the best of the rugged raw perfection

As I continue to progress in every single session

For real