Young Roddy
40 Mag
[Intro]
From start to finish, from the rags to the riches, the beginning and the ending n***a, the only thing a n***a could say is that n***a was on his grind, you hear me?

[?]
Let me hit that bitch one time before I go in
Good looking my n***a

[Verse 1]
And its crazy how they wanna build me up just to tear me down
They said I'm crazy cuz I used to cop them pounds just to burn that down
No I can't get caught, man I can't get caught, who gonna bail me out?
Man you're all I got, yeah you're all I got, fate don't fail me now
Cruising up in this skinny lane with these fat ass tires
I was speeding after that money and damn near wrecked my ride
I was on my grind, I was on my grind, I'm just trying to get mine
I was on that gas, I was on that gas sitting on cloud nine
Riding on them hoe ass n***as trying to hold me up, old slow-ass n***as
They lying all up in they lyrics, them n***as ain't never lived around no killers
Its free my homeboy Dip we from the same hood [?] my n***a
I used to walk around hella broke 'til I finally met a plug and I started drug dealing

[Hook]
I gotta get it while I could ain't no time for no fronting
I used to have a pocket full of lint, real shit, 'til a n***a made some money
I was on my grind, I was on my grind, I'm just trying to get mine
I was on my grind, I was on my grind, I'm just trying to get mine
I gotta get it while I could ain't no time for no fronting
I used to have a pocket full of lint, real shit, 'til a n***a made some money
I was on my grind, I was on my grind, I'm just trying to get mine
I was on that gas, I was on that gas sitting on cloud nine
[Verse 2]
Bitch on a n***a back, man can't a n***a breath?
And I'm just trying to keep it cool like the winter breeze
Told her one day I'll be on, she was like "N***a please"
Soon as [?] day came she was there asking for her keys, bitch
But I'm just trying to make it out this trap dog
Without getting caged up or getting clapped dog
Real talk I've been [?] ghetto past dog
Real shit I'm tired of hearing "My bad dog"
First they love me, then they hate me, they don't even know
I turned nothing into something believe it or not
When I was puffing on that loud they told me "Turn it down"
I kept a Glock in my drawers, rocks in my socks
I'm headed nowhere fast, I'm headed nowhere fast
They said I'm bound to crash homie
I almost got shot down, I almost got shot down
Good thing my mama be praying for me
N***a made a little change now I finally got some jack money
They say the homie be stunting like a n***a never had money

[Hook]

And its crazy how they wanna build me up just to tear me down
They said I'm crazy cuz I used to cop them pounds just to burn that down
No I can't get caught, man I can't get caught, who gonna bail me out?
Man you're all I got, yeah you're all I got, fate don't fail me now