Hit-Boy
Grindin’ my whole life (freestyle)
Hook
I been grindin' my whole life, n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout?
I been tryna be an exec', n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout?
I did some co-sign just to be exact, n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout?
Scared of put in work but you need that check, n***a
What you talking 'bout?
[Verse]
Keep my shit off the street, ain't no world premiere/Keep my thought on a sheet and i'm well prepared....to go face my fear/My vision is clear...you be quick to disappear; Candyman on mirr'/After the killin'....off that fame make a million/Cuz you n***as too concerned 'bout playing the villain/I be chillin' with the cops just to hurt you n***as' feeling/All these punch' in my mouth they could hurt a n***a fillin'/That's a double-entendre...i did this for fun, bruh/I did it for Moxley and mostly Tanaya/I'm on some real deep shit, this one for Tawana/Can't forget 'bout Trisha and Dominique Dunne/Can't take no shit back when it's already done/It's all really fun....i'm not on the run but i'm out tourin'/I should write a book call it "How to win"/Hard work and success are like Howe twins/Those shit come in 2s.... Carla and Melissa, shout out my n***a Wiz/Mike and Geoff with the Tec; please, dont make a n***a squeeze/Go invest it on a vest once a n***a get that cheese/N***a chill...i'm not on a pill
[Bridge]
I won't have to worry when i hear blaaat, n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout
These star live backwards, they are none but rats; n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout
They snitch on their songs, i spit none but facts; n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout
I'm the real-life Facsimile, n***a
Nah i'm talking 'bout
I got more bars than a facility, n***a
[Outro]
Bitch-n***as think they Lebron James
Nah i'm talking 'bout
They ain't got no balls, they rap like Davon James
Nah i'm talking 'bout
They ain't got goal, they'd fail like that n***a James
Nah i'm talking 'bout