Strive and Grind, uh
A weak man dies under pressure
A strong man grinds with no effort
For every way out
There is a fucking excuse
We strive and grind and get through our issues
Calloused hands, broken back
Weathered rope dragging a thousand pound sack
Bloody knuckles, tear stained eyes
Tethered soul and the passions deprived
MUSCLES SORE, BODY ACHES
WORK HARD FOR THE LITTLE YOU MAKE
Oooooooh-Ohohohoho
Strive and Grind
You ain't work for shit in your life pussy
That's it, you do shit
Right out of my fucking face, Two-Piece, DSBD, Represent Worldwidе mothefucka
Early mornings
Late nights
Early mornings
Late nights
Early mornings
Latе nights
Early mornings
Late nights
No luxury cause the money is tight
I work all day and it’s not fucking right
That privileged motherfuckers that do no wrong won’t understand a single word of this song
Early mornings
Late nights
Early mornings
Late nights
Early mornings
Late nights
Early mornings
LATE FUCKING NIGHTS
Oh
Strive and Grind
Oh, oh
Working class hardcore, what the fuck you mean?
Bum motherfucker, better never step up to me
I’ll teach ya a lesson, ya pockets depressin’
We strivin’, we grindin’, we always investin’
You notice the muscle, we work and we hustle
I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’, I’m flexin’ the peso
I don’t sell drugs but they call me El Chapo
Girls are on me like I'm so guapo
Hustle in Cali but born in Chicago
That’s just the way it goes
Hatin’ on me boy, what the fuck you think (fuck you think)
I hustle harder yeah live at the bank (yeah)
Broke ass bitch got a lot to say
Never liked you anyway
Stackin' money to my grave, ah
STRIVE AND GRIND