XV - Grind lyrics

[Chorus](2x) So you wanna ball? I wanna ball, I wanna ball So you wanna shine I wanna shine, I wanna shine Then you better get up and grind Then you better get up and grind Then you better get up and grind n***a stop wasting all of your time [Verse 1] One summer I woke up And rolled in cla** and my a** went and got my diploma, huh n***as can't grind in a coma My therapy was my aroma and my aroma's probably doja And n***as want a shot in a they hood so bad They just eat Skittles and sip Arizona I told'em “hold up!” I got me a plan that'll help everyone of us blow up, huh And n***as don't even gotta grow up I did all of this at fifteen When I would move E like I had a big screen n***as wish fiends could never get clean Tryna be millionaires at sixteen Ten couple years later Wasn't locked behind bars, I got behind bars on paper And told my mom “see you later” Not much changed, still got haters Xbox gamer, been had paper Living so civilian, treat me like the mayor Majors pushing out pussies like labor But I go too raw Too real for your news reel, but you blogs Acting like they b**b jobs ain't too hard I know they looking like Ru Paul But that's more men like Utah Who try rapping, I'm fly trapping I'm Sky Captain, that's Jude Law [Chorus](2x) [Verse 2] You only get one chance One shot, but would you stop if you're gun jammed sh** if I had that in only one hand But I got the .22 in my shoe And I got a hawk tucked in my pants Call that a backup for my plans And if you don't back up, that go BLAM Just to write raps, I rob tracks like Butch Ca** and Sundance You only making your son dance You Indie, that Sundance Pitching underhand b**h move when you spit dude They try to see if we Siamese, like I give a f** what they hip to I'm a square dude that don't get rules or religion I pay dues and spend it And I make you go ignant, go ignant Don't sing it unless you mean it And don't scream it ‘til you live it Guess who seen it on a Zenith And dreamed that, we go get it [Chorus]