The Grind And The Gwop

The grind and the gwop, it never wants to stop All I hear is clocks and they tick and they tock This music business is never to be mocked Reminiscing on them times I had to reload the Glock A strap ting, this rap ting I try to take it over the map Without no mask on or mask off and it's like it never stops. Bali on, gloves on you know what it's time for Not a takeover time, it's another time Maybe someday I'll find a girl and I'll wine and dine But it feels like my time's ticking on a time bomb This lifestyle's no good and it feels like my feelings always getting crushed along with my dreams I'm a lyrical G in the North East. The North East is my hometown I'm proud to be king of it Some other rappers and Gs never picture it That's just the meaning of the grind and the gwop Like I said it never wants to stop The realest stories originate from people like me People never want to be like me They always want to be like Cee They know shit about bagging up crops And unloading the stock to make the gwop This game is like lock stock Without no two, smoking and barrels Unless it's a mission it can happen That's why I never stuck to trapping It never makes my dreams happen All I've ever known was the roads and the backroads But this time there's no sliding, no crashing or gliding Sometimes I wonder how I got the time to make sins. I never want to throw this rap ting in the bin Looking forward to future plans Hoping nothing's gonna be bad It's like God had another plan and I'm glad When I was a youngin and I never had a dime in my hand I grafted along here to get what I had I hope I'll see another 25 years Hope my children will chase their dreams. When I wrote this lyric I was only age 15 This business is a delicate matter These fake rappers, just actors Never spit a factor When I say this I'll get caught red-handed Familiar a laugh, now cry later One thing I've gotta say is F*ck all the haters Yo, f*ck em Yo, I'm out man, I can't do this no more man.