[Hook]
And, I'm grinding until I'm tired
They say 'You ain't grinding until you tired'
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find a way through the day
A life for the night
Dear Lord
You've done took so many of my people
But, I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right
My life

[Verse One]
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I ain't never supposed to show it
My crew ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means going toe to toe with Benzino
It don't matter
I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle
Unless I absolutely have to
I'm supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader
My crew looks for me to guide them
If some shit ever does pop off
I'm supposed to be beside them
That Ja shit
I tried to squash it
It was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy
The shit went way beyond some Jay-Z and Nas shit
And even though the battle is won
I feel like we lost it
I spent so much energy on it
Honestly, I'm exhausted
And I'm so caught in it
I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
This ain't what I'm in hip hop for
It's not why I got in it
[Hook]

[Verse Two]
We are not the same
I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution
You see them twenty four's spinning
I earned them
And, I ain't no preacher but here's my Erick Sermon
So eat this black music and tell me how it tastes now
And, fuck Jesse Jackson because it ain't about race now
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile
Damn, I know his mama proud
And, since you helped me sell my dream
We can share my momma now
And like MJB
No more drama now
Living the good life
Me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and n***as' could drive it out of town
Got a Chris Paul mind state
I'm never out of bounds
My life used to be empty like a Glock without a round
Now my life full like a chopper with a thousand rounds
[Hook]

[Verse Three]
And, still I'm having memories of high speeds
When the cops crashed
As I laugh
Pushing the gas when my Glocks' blast
We were young and, we were dumb but we had a heart
In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
Many dreams are what I've had and, many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And, these bitches
They still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies'
Now the whole world's trying to screw me
Even the cops tried to sue me
So what can I do but stay true
Sipping twenty two's of brew
And, Now the media's trying to test me
Got the press asking questions
Trying to stress me
Misery is all I see
That's my mind's state
My history with the police is shaking the crime rate
My main man had 2two strikes
Slipped
Got arrested and, flipped
He screamed 'Thug life' and, emptied the clip