[Chorus]
Nah, baby, I don't wanna kick it
I'm on the grind right now chasin' meal tickets
Got the .9 on my side if it get sticky
I'm headed down to the lot, 'bout to kill n***as (Zoom, zoom)
Nah, baby, I don't wanna kick it
I'm on the grind right now chasin' meal tickets
Got the .9 on my side if it get sticky
I'm headed down to the lot, 'bout to kill n***as (Zoom, zoom, uh)

[Verse 1]
All you shape shiftin' n***as get up out the way
I left with nothin' then I bounced back like Dr. Dre
I'm gettin' paid, I just play hookey on bae
Made it out the trench, I celebrate it every day
G Slim, I done graduated to the M's
This my reality evеry day, this shit ain't pretend
I roll through the hood, and I bring a Rolls through
I'm just rеpresenting the way that I'm supposed to
Jealous n***as everywhere but that can't stop shit
N***as tryna do business but they incompetent
Where the common sense? That shit hardly common
N***as don't be good for shit but just startin' problems
I hope n***as hear my story and get inspired
The truth hurts, we love pain, so I ain't tellin' lies
I hope n***as hear my story and get inspired
The truth hurts, we love pain, so I ain't tellin' lies
[Chorus]
Nah, baby, I don't wanna kick it
I'm on the grind right now chasin' meal tickets
Got the .9 on my side if it get sticky
I'm headed down to the lot, 'bout to kill n***as (Zoom, zoom)
Nah, baby, I don't wanna kick it
I'm on the grind right now chasin' meal tickets
Got the .9 on my side if it get sticky
I'm headed down to the lot, 'bout to kill n***as (Zoom, zoom, uh, yeah, look)

[Verse 2]
If I don't like it I'ma change it
Ain't 'bout to be explainin', ain't 'bout to be complainin'
I'm like, "Fuck how these n***as feel
Fuck how these bitches feel
I love how these riches build"
Uh, Forgiato steerin' wheel
Steer myself to the bag, I'm 'bout to make another mil'
If I put my faith in these hoes I'd be broke
I ain't no rookie, I'm a motherfuckin' pro
And it show, all my glow, all my business, it grow
I had visions in prison, got out on the go
Yeah, I put my business over love
'Cause when that rent and that car note due all they want is that money

[Chorus]
Nah, baby, I don't wanna kick it
I'm on the grind right now chasin' meal tickets
Got the .9 on my side if it get sticky
I'm headed down to the lot, 'bout to kill n***as (Zoom, zoom)
Nah, baby, I don't wanna kick it
I'm on the grind right now chasin' meal tickets
Got the .9 on my side if it get sticky
I'm headed down to the lot, 'bout to kill n***as (Zoom, zoom, Goddamnit Dupri)
[Outro]
Ayy, bro, where you at, man? This bitch just fucked all my shit up, man
N***a phone go dead for twenty minutes
I get back to the crib, this bitch done fucked all a n***a shit up, man
Fucked the Benz up, then took the laptop with the hard drive man
Tango on there, bro
We probably gon' have to put this shit on hold, but uh, shit don't stop