[Chorus]
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine

[Verse 1]
I'm making paper constantly
Sometimes I don't know what to do with the cheese
But then I just go and buy a new load
You like my '06 'Vette on twenty-fours?
That's a good way to knock off sixty
Now all my G's making cheese, can yous feel me?
I'm stuck off in this thing
Locked off in this hustler's game
Some boys hate to see me ballin'
Top down, G'd up, major shot callin'
But that's the way it goes
Every dog has his day, and mine is every day, dog
I'm making cash like I gots to, mane
It stays in my life like rails under a train
And if I ever went broke, I'd make a bank transfer
And be richer than the Pope

[Chorus]
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine
[Verse 2]
Ever seen a Ferrari go forty-five
In a fifty-five, clownin' for the girls driving by?
That's how I do, that's how I roll
My Martin never went more than ninety-four
MPH, though the gauge say two-double-oh
I'm so fly, my foot too light to hit the floor
I just creep in cars you've never seen
Boys overseas got nothing on me
And my stack is ridiculous
Silencer on the nine makes me quick to bust
The infrared, keep 'em in line
Put the dot on they head and they lookin' cross eyed
One shot and I'm outie
I'm a star you'll never touch like Alpha Centauri

[Chorus]
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine
I'm stuck on grind
I gots to shine