Grindin'!
(Ahhh)
(Ahhh)
I'm the neighborhood Pusha
When you see a nigga like me shinin'
Niggas better stay in line, when
Cocky, something that I just can't help
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes
When you see a nigga like me shinin'
Grindin'!
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name
Grindin'!
Grindin'!
(Grinding!)
(Whooof)
I'm grindin' Jack
And disguised in this rap so the Feds back up
(I'm yo' Pusha)
Grindin'!
Balance weight through the hood
Four and a half will get you in the game
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills
(Whooof)
(Ahhh)
(Grinding!)
Grindin'!
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side
While Pharrell keep talking this music shit
On or off the track, I'm heavy 'cuz
When you see a nigga like me shinin'
(Whooof)
(Ahhh)
I'm trying to show y'all who the fuck I am
Of Pharrell from the Neptunes
Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a linin'
(I'm yo' Pusha)
Something
From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
When you see a nigga like me shinin'
My grind's 'bout family, never been about fame
Doing a buck-six with me in the cockpit
Niggas better stay in line, when
Grindin'!
So much dough, I can't swear I won't change
Niggas better stay in line, when
(Ahhh)
(Ahhh)
I move 'caine like a cripple
Niggas better stay in line, when
(Ahhh)
Only big boys keep deuces on the ride
(Ahhh)
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard
The world is about to feel
(Ahhh)
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a dozen
I'm Grinding
Grindin'!
Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake
The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm hurting
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin'
One'll leave you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin'
Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man
Platinum on the block with consistent hits
Grindin'!
And I just wanna let y'all know
(Whooof)
Man, I make a buck, why scram?
Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm holdin'
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
(Ahhh)
And you can tell by how my bread stack up
(Whooof)
And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill
(Whooof)
(Grinding!)
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass like that, Jack
Grindin'!
Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face
Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake
I bake them cakes as fast as I can
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, other hand on my nickel
Grindin'!
Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a linin'
That they've never felt before, c'mon
(Whooof)
Grindin'!
Plated whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you
I'm just grinding man, y'all never mind me
Grindin', when you know what I keep in a linin'
Grindin'!
(Ahhh)
Grindin'!
(Ahhh)
(Ahhh)
From days I wasn't able there was always caine
(Whooof)
Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way
Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself
Filthy, the word that best defines me
Benz convoys with the wagon on the side
Anything less is just a goddamn shame
Grindin'!
(Ahhh)
Grindin', when you know what I keep in a linin'
(Ahhh)
Ball 'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
