i had to grind and you never had it
i made a flip rollin' by in traffic
when i get bored i get back at it
i had to grind and you never had it
i made a flip rollin' by in traffic
when i get bored i get back at it
how the shooters gon' shoot
crippin' with the war wounds
told my momma i was tired of cartoons
call the same with the rings and the torch
i know some things with no change in their shorts
i don't wanna play sports
jump out of cars with some things we can't afford
i know some flockers still known at your doors
go to jail or have a jump spot
you know you only got one shot
they ain't show us how to duck gun shots
my homie trapping' with the pills and stay nervous when he see won-tons
i had to grind and you never had it
i made a flip rollin' by in traffic
when i get bored i get back at it
i had to grind and you never had it
i made a flip rollin' by in traffic
when i get bored i get back at it