Grindin All My Life (Remix)

[Nipsey Hussle:]
All my life, been grinding all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That's why, all my life, I been grinding all my life
All my life, been grinding all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That's why, all my life, I been grinding all my life

Look, I'm married to this game, that's who I made my wife
Said I'll die alone, I told that bitch she prolly right
One thing that's for sure, not a stranger to this life
Got a safe that's full of Franklins and a shoulder full of stripes
I don't know a nigga like myself
I say self made, meaning I designed myself
County jail fades, you can pull my file yourself
Bar raised, swallow rocks, I'm getting high myself
Damn right, I like the life I built
I'm from west side, 60, shit, I might got killed
Standing so tall, they think I might got stilts
Legendary baller, like Mike, like Wilt
'96 Impala thug, life on wheels
Up against the walls, squabble at Fox Hills
Like a motherfucking boss, ask me how I feel
Successful street nigga touching his first mil (Whooaa)

All my life, been grinding all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That's why, all my life, I been grinding all my life
All my life, been grinding all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That's why, all my life, I been grinding all my life

[KeepStackZ:]
Ayo Nip? We Got One Nigga!
Gotta get it all My Life getting money that's the Motive (yeah)
You try to rob me, I up the grib and tell Him hold this (haah)
I Gotta stay focus ain't giving niggas notice (na)
NBL the Team Triple Beam and its Green (you know)
I Don't wanna kill em but Nigga they steady Sneak Dissin (ughh)
Run up with the glizzy but now They talking that Religion (shut the fuck up)
Ima Gangsta boy, Young nigga run the streets (I am)
And ima keep they Toy just in casew its beef but
All My Life
Been Grinding All My Life
Sacrifice
Yeahhh

[Nipsey Hussle:]
Look, I got everything I said I was gon' get on my kid
In addition to that fact, I went legit on that shit
Now according to the way that I'm positioned in this biz
It look like I'm just gon' keep on getting rich
I know that west side, RSC's is us
LAPD on my dick, I'ma squeeze and bust
If a rap nigga dead, switch cheese and bust
All this rap money, nigga, look I need too much
Money, loyalty and love, in the dream we trust
You be switching up the players on your team too much
Tiny copy, that's my loc, yo supreme, what up
And we travel round the world getting cream and what
Ain't you get off on whoever hustle, seem to rush
Las Vegas, strip pop, yeah, you creep them punks
After all that looking tough, all he see was stumps
50 Cent and Mayweather flee the scene with us