[Hook]
I said it's money over bitches, spend it before I get it
I'ma grind til I die, make it before I finish
Now, what you call that?
It's grind time, grind time

Ya, I'm in it til I win it, nigga I'm bout the business
I ain't ever worried bout it, the paper I'm gon get it
Now, what you call that?
It's grind time, grind time

[Verse 1]
When I get up on the track, gotta kill this shit for what it's worth
And when I wake up in the morning, I go to work
I'm grindin all day, gotta my paper right
And while you sleepin, I'm keepin up wit it all night
I'm goin after my dreams & I ain't backin down
And I don't fuck wit you circus niggas who actin clown
Thru blood, sweat, and tears, homie, I don't ever frown
And now, they wanna be my friends, but they was never round
Fuck them, that's why I stick wit my team
Cuz you niggas you talk a lot, but do nothin to help the dream
And all that bull shit really is not a thing
Cuz I'ma laugh when you mad when I'm makin a lot of green
Cuz I do it for my family, hoping they proud of me
And I do it for the haters who probably doubted me
I'ma do it for the love of music and honestly
I'ma do it for myself, it's somethin I gotta be

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[Verse 2]
No doubt about it, I'm grindin, I gotta put it down
I said I'm married to the music, gotta take a vow
I'ma pay later, but I gotta get by (buy) now
Cuz niggas hating, I'm patient, wait til they find out
I'ma menace, forgiveness never put in my sentence
Only business, you witness me work it out like fitness
I ain't finished, you bitches better throw in the towel
Cuz when I win this, I'm "Chris Brown", look at me now!
Haters shook like an etch-a-sketch
A lot of them ain't wanna see me chest to chest
But on the real, I'm grindin until Jo's best
Conquering shit, mother fuckers are no test
I'm dream chasing, you retracing your own steps
Tryna figure out why you niggas ain't blow next
It's grind time nigga, I'm the one you gotta go catch
I boflex, you lil niggas should go stretch

[Hook]