On My Grind

(album: Black Friday - 2011)

[Jimmie Hoffa:]
This one's for the struggle
This one's for the hustlers

I like my Hennessy straight, baby, without no chaser
Got no time for love, 'cause I'm in love with the paper
So go 'head, leave, I'll be right here when you wake up
Still hustling every single bit of that [?]

'Cause I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind)
Because I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind)
Because I'm on my

Yeah, I struggled a lot (Yeah), so I'm puffing on pot
And inhaling the smoke, and not caring at all (See)
I got problems, but a bitch ain't one ('Cause)
If she's in love with me, then the bitch ain't dumb (Ha)
'Cause I never had an ex that I ain't made cum
Just like I never had a slut that I kissed with tongue
See, there's rules to the G code, and every G knows
You treat a ride-or-die different than your ski ho (Yes)
So I got three hoes that give me deep throat
And then they leave 'til the next time I creep though (Wow)
I got a mean flow, and way too much ambition (Plus)
Marine's instinct, and hustler's intuition (Continue)
I got a fighter's heart (And?), and a killer's vision (What else?)
And a soldier's pride (And?), and a teacher's wisdom
And a legend's mind, and nothing else is missing (Except?)
Except for open ears, I like when people listen

[Jimmie Hoffa & Mac Miller:]
I like my Hennessy straight, baby, without no chaser
Got no time for love, 'cause I'm in love with the paper (Yo, Jimmie)
So go 'head, leave, I'll be right here when you wake up (You crazy, boy)
Still hustling every single bit of that [?]

'Cause I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind) (I feel you, man)
Because I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind) (The boy Mac Miller)
Because I'm on my

[Mac Miller:]
Uh, I'm on my grind, and you never see me take a rest
So a hater's best bet is to save your breath (Cheah)
And when nothing seem right, I'ma take a left
Working, moving, making, checks, grinding for this paper fest (Yeah)
So [?] the time (Time, time, time)
I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, uh-huh)
Never in recline (Recline), it starts to hurt my spine (Spine)
But I know it takes some working for the shine (Uh-huh)
Everyone in my whole damn camp eating
Know we stay feasting with our own hands, feeding
Y'all ain't even cheating, get up on our level (Ha ha)
Yeah, we got drive like the pedal to the metal (Vroom)
And y'all just neutral (Neutral), cruise control (Cruise control)
Same damn speed, moving super slow (Ha ha)
When I'm sleeping in the studio, I'm going hard like the Steelers in the Super Bowl
I'm on my grind

[Jimmie Hoffa:]
I like my Hennessy straight, baby, without no chaser
Got no time for love, 'cause I'm in love with the paper
So go 'head, leave, I'll be right here when you wake up
Still hustling every single bit of that [?]

'Cause I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind)
Because I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind)
Because I'm on my