Big Lyrx - The Grind Is Real
That's right
5,4,3,2,1, get em
What you gon do
Ooouuu what you gon do
What you gon do
Ooouuu what you gon do
What you gonna when it come for you
Double maybe triple, make a name for you
Or lose it to the street in this game that's cruel
This life ain't for every foo
Cuz you might be looking like the world is all yours to rule
Using rubber bands cuz your papers full
But slippin' on your pimpin', now your game is through
It's back to the bottom for you
The grind is for real
It's real...it's real...grind is real yeah
The grind is for real
Real...real...the grind is real
Yo, I used to think it was easy, pimp steezy
Getting me whatever with them higgy dime pieces
Mouth piece hot like fire while it's breezy
Cuz word spread fast once they get that D'zy
So it's gotta be the same on the street, pushing work the my paper
From a sac to a bleezy
Keep it under radar, low keezay
Even tho I'm re'ing up every two D'zays
So right about now, I got that feeling
Life can't be better than this, I'm on my G way
Can't no one knock my hustle, homie I don't play
Pull up on the scene, I gleam, and they be like HEY
You know I love it a lot
Hustle game keep you paid when you blaze on the grind
Gotta stay ahead of the game, the fame gon blind
Cuz hustlas gon try to take your place no lie, so
What you gonna when it come for you
Double maybe triple, make a name for you
Or lose it to the street in this game that's cruel
This life ain't for every foo
Cuz you might be looking like the world is all yours to rule
Using rubber bands cuz your papers full
But slippin' on your pimpin', now your game is through
It's back to the bottom for you
The grind is for real
It's real... it's real... grind is real yeah
The grind is for real
Real...real... the grind is real
I went from nothing to a lil something pushing that work
Fan base do whatever to get some paper for purp
But that white girl the main reason my money in spurts
So I gots to make this rap game work
Hard rhyming, hooks styling, chain shining, higgys smiling, watching me on stage wildin'
Turning audiences to believers, fans climbing
More autographs and pictures than the headliners
But the positive bring negative, the silver lining
Hateration usually start when there's too much smiling
They ain't never recognize, now they criticizing
Like "he koo, but that beat be fire", cold game
Now I'm buzzing with a cold flame
Other rappers at the show know my rap name
They on a mission for the same, same time slow my game
Trying to be the first mentioned, cuz the fame...they only thang
What you gonna when it come for you
Double maybe triple, make a name for you
Or lose it to the street in this game that's cruel
This life ain't for every foo
Cuz you might be looking like the world is all yours to rule
Using rubber bands cuz your papers full
But slippin' on your pimpin', now your game is through
It's back to the bottom for you
The grind is for real
It's real...it's real...grind is real yeah
The grind is for real
Real...real...the grind is real
What you gon do
Ooouuu what you gon do
What you gon do
Ooouuu what you gon do
What you gon do
Ooouuu what you gon do
What you gon do
Ooouuu what you gon do
Written by:
CHRISTOPHER JASON OLIVAS
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