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Started wit a dolla and a dream
Now i’m out here plottin schemes
Always on my fuckin grind
From my job to behind the scenes
Trynna put on for my team

My Life

Geto Boys

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

The game is overcrowded so we fight for space
Neighbourhood show the hustle, still we grind to win
Tryin' to find a way, to come up on 2 pounds of yay

the taste's the same sour, bitter
I do it old school like grind the grain - flour, pita bread
Now we rip up nature to grow the feed to devour critter
Like apes

I had to grind for cash
Hustler on some natural shit hop up in a rocket blast
My whole team been on they toes
We been busting through them doors
If we

Down South

Slim Thug

I Represent This

2006

Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do

Sumtn 4 Urrbody

Redman

Red Gone Wild: Thee Album

2007

[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up

Down Here

Scarface

The Chronicles

2008

got candy rims and beat, then you got you a slab
You cooking chickens in the kitchen, boy you off in the lab
Boys that hustle they grind, and if your

shit to life I don't want no less
Then a cutie by my side
Big booty big thighs
To afford this life
Cuz I want more but I'm
Running out of time yes I

Born in Jamaica
Raised in Kingston
Where OG's be gettin it
And them yungins be raising big guns...
Boy this lifestyle
We live inside the garrison
Man

It's true
I been dreaming bout your body
I been missing you
Hard to keep you by my side
Cause I got things to do
No I won't forget you
Next time that

just feel tired
Work until they put us in our grave
Just to get by
And Yolos not the only fucking way
you can live twice
Born again, death of the ego

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

the monster's dead
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is

not taught in our schools
Nor analyzed by professors
But almost all of us at some point
Have glimpses of it in our own experience

game we call life
Better grind until we make it, prove yourself before we die
No lie
I been thinking bout this sentence all night
Are we creating our own

and named our daughter Lexus
Brooklyn niggas call me sun
Cause I shine like one
You see me shinnin
I call my myself a ghetto mogul cuz I grind like one
You

Eastside Lights/Hold You
Written by Ja'Rahn Leveston

Eastside lights cast our shadows 
Against the pavement no we don’t feel
Yea we’re just roaming

The youths are dieing prematurely so am always on guard
Asswearu ghad my ten toes are dedicated for tha grind (hun hun)
All I demand for is your grace by grace

So everybody put your shades on
Poobie came to show +Love+ like +Faizon+
Every bar that I carve is amaz-on
Wack niggas can't seem to feel our play

sound, these just a tears of a clown

Momma ain't raised no fool, they say we gotta save the children
But first, we gotta save our spoons
I was taught

of friends
Big bro was on the grind just to get Them enns
A couple bumps on the road gotta a Nigga to crash
Couldn't take on the rent yeah we Down til our last

bring the table
My legacy will never fall, no Tower of Babel
What you think, our ships gon crash sink
Boi, I stab my obstacles rotate and twist the shank

daben na yɛ bɛ the best
Ya twɛn atwɛn oo the big question is when
We not get nothing oo but we still On God
Everyday we dey grind we the killers on board

I been on ya' mind that's cool
Seem me on my grind that's true
Ouu'
Yeah
Kinda feelin' like
Big dreams getting realer' than it may seem
Waking up

The grind never stop, we workin' all night, you know that we put up a fight
I was gonna give up but I had to keep going, I ain't never stopping