[Hook 1] I'm out here on the
tryna get a little change
just to get a little name
They act a little funny and
they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money
Cause I'm out here on the
grind tryna get a little change
just to get a little name
They act a little funny and
they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money
well I was born crazy too
1982, they said I was a baby who
start to hustle what they made me do
my plans and my gravy grew
posted on the block a little
My block popped a little even
though my rocks was little
But now a nigga grown started
Got a steady clientele that can't
Keep it on the hivic homes,
can't leave ya shit at home
I lived it, we can get it on
Forget it, I'm sick with it, the
You don't wanna get the chrome,
You don't wanna brawl at all,
But if you get called a snitch,
you might as well call it quits
And I might answer the phone
I push bars like rod, this shit all will flip
[Hook 2] I do this for the
I do this for the streets
cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that
I do this for my niggaz who
but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in
the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on
the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers
Cause I'm out here on the grind
use ya brain fore you open ya mouth
Or you could get poked ouch
with the toast in ya mouth
I be done broke in ya house
You don't hustle just cause
niggaz cook coke in ya house
If I stop sellin coke, it'll drought
I got in surance on my throat and my mouth
my name gets spoken about
I'm still ill with the smoke
Ya sis oped, and I'ma open her blouse
Stick my dick down her throat
and start stroking her mouth (whoa)
I let my unborns float in her mouth
And then I put a condom on and start
I blow the hydro to the scout
On the post with the rock inside
And most of the cash I'm brag
Copped a yacht and got a dock,
you wouldn't understand how I'm feeling man
all for the love of drug dealing man
I got change I'm gon borrow
That's why I got a quarter million dollar
painting hanging on my wall
So naw, I ain't pressed for paper
But I'm dealing weight and got real
estate tryna stretch the paper
It's best to invest the paper
But if you wanna battle, let's bet,
I could use the extra paper
Cause i'd do whatever to eat
I'm from the street, if it's beef, it's whatever,
And in a battle, I ain't never been beat
I'm in the race to take Jay- Z place,
and you ain't better than Bleek
When I speak, you can tell that I'm wise
Dog, I got the best punch lines
And this was a big L so I'm already high
If a nigga better than me,
I do this for the hood and
I do this for the streets
cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be
I do this for my niggaz who be
but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the
I do this for my niggaz on the block
I do this for all the hustlers
Cause I'm out here on the grind
[Break] Man I'm out here on the
[Hook 1] I'm out here on the
tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just
They act a little funny and they
But they need to get they money
Cause I'm out here on the grind
tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just
and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame