[Verse One - Paul Wall]
I`m on the grind, trying to make paper stack up
And if I slip and fall, then I get back up
A two piece, any hater that wanna act up
And if boxing don`t work, a glock got my back up pimping
Talking down, is a thing of the past
Instead of tripping off of me, you should be getting your cash
I got a lot of paparazzi, trying to see through my glass
Well peep game I`m bout to teach class, listen to me
I`m a hustler, with only one thing on my mind
And that`s getting all that`s mine, while I`m in my prime
Whether it`s legal or a crime, the police still blind
Cause I`m quiet and hush-hush, like a mime
I`m gon shine, but not till the appropriate time
So I nickel and dime, every lick I find
If I fall in a bind, my inventory still fine
I never let a slump, influence the way I grind baby
[Hook - Paul Wall]
All day and every night, I think about one thang
Stacking my change, and that ain`t never gon change
I got plans for running game, until the money is drained
Putting rocks in my ring, and ride a drop on swangs
Steady hustling on the grind, out here doing my thang
I`m just trying to maintain, how many licks I could stang
But these boys who talking loud, they ain`t got nothing to say
But I ain`t worried, I`m just trying to get paid
[Verse Two - Paul Wall]
I`m on the grind, I hustle everyday all day
I`m trying to shine, with muscle and show off parque
I lost time in the struggle, so I grind always
Cause on my mind, I`m making up for lost pay
I`m using my past for inspiration, when I was broke
I had dreams and aspirations, influenced by hope
I get up get out and get it, while I can cause I might get jammed
Life don`t always go, the way that you plan
Instead of ducking the undercovers, or snoring undercovers
I`m climbing out the underground, increasing my numbers
24/7 I grind, ain`t no time for sleep
Cause if you snooze you lose, and if you sleep you won`t eat pimping
I go and get it, being broke I ain`t with it
A different hustle every minute, if I said it I did it
I can`t let no critic, influence my mash for paper
I grind major I`ma shine later, holla playa
[Hook - Paul Wall]
[Verse Three- Paul Wall]
I`m on the grind, I worked for everything that I got
I go and get it while it`s hot, I`m on the block nonstop
Cause I remember, when I didn`t have didly squat
And I`m not, trying to make a U-turn from the top pimping
It ain`t no time, for relationships
Cause 99 percent of dips, will try to take your chips
Ain`t no slipping in my pimping, or slacking on my macking
These boys lazy Cadillac`ing, while I`m greenback stacking
Cause, while they in they bed catching they Z`s
I`m in the streets, trying to catch me some G`s
I gotta go and get all that I`m worth, cause being broke hurt
And I ain`t got time for shooting the breeze, check me out
I hustle like a fiend, cause I`m addicted to cash
I can`t let my window, of oppritunity pass
It really ain`t no telling, how long my money gon last
So I mash and get it fast, first class for real
[Hook - 2x]
