Grindin' (feat. Marty) SONG LYRICS

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Grindin' (feat. Marty) - NF Song Lyrics


Oh yeah, oh yeah
Just let me work, just let me work
Out here grindin'
Yeah, I'm out here grindin'
I told 'em, I'm out here grindin'
I'm out here grindin', hey heyYou ain't never heard nothin' like this, let me work, show me where the mic is
I'm on stage, black shirt, and my Tims, you know how I do it, I ain't playin' with
you
I've been grindin', anybody tryin' to sleep on me
Better do somethin' with your eyelids, I hear a lot of whinin', but I don't hear
a lot of rhymin', woo
Everybody got opinions, they don't go into my ear, then I block that
Put me on stage, I'mma rock that, sayin' you the best? Stop that, a phoney, I am
not that, yeah
What are y'all doin' out here? What are y'all doin' out here?
Maybe you should spend a little less time with the women on your arms and a little
bit more with your career
I ain't saying I'm the best but I should be in the top 10, give me a list of names
I'mma top 'em
I'm just playing with ya, I don't care where the top is
Leave me at the bottom, let me work for it, you ain't never gonna find another rapper
in the game
And tell me that he works more, tell me that he works more
You might see me with my hoody up, I ain't leaving 'til I finish
This industry ain't nothing but a box but I ain't gon' climb in it
You put me inside a room full of rappers, come back in 5 minutes
I'mma be the only one still alive, with a note on my chest saying that, "I did it"
You do it for fame, we way different
Y'all looking weak, we ain't cooking in the same kitchen
Everybody got a shirt with a stain
Some of us'll never wear it out though, we get it
I guess that I don't understand
This wasn't part of my plan
Some of these people thinking cause they heard the name
That they really know who I am, bring the beat down
I got no time for these Hollywood people
I'd rather give time to my fansYou'd rather chill with these women that like you for money
But I'd rather chill with my fam, yeahI'm out here grindin'
I'm out here grindin'Yeah I see the mic but you looking like a pilot
What's the point of a plane if you don't know how to fly it?
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', all we do is work, all we do is work
Rise of the underdog, I don't like none of y'all
I'm might like one of y'all
I'm from the jungle, I run with the Son of God
Yeah, what is you running for?
Well you should be running from me
Most of my family, we don't even speak
I'm getting married in 22 weeks
And they haven't said hi or wanted to meet, huh?
I'm not the type to complain
If we don't get it, we try it again
And I'd die for the gang, this for my blood
They don't like us and we question they mom like,
Why did you allow your kid to like bad music?
Promise I do itI'm tryna give you my everything
I don't care what they are doing
I'm tryna do what they couldn't do
Laugh at the rappers you look up to
Don't waste time with the centrefolds
I'm alive, it's a miracle, freestyle, this is middle school
I will battle the principal, we on plot like a funeral, I'm doing me, I don't live
for you
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', all we do is work, all we do is work
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', okay okay okay
I'm out here grindin', all we do is work, all we do is work
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Grindin' (feat. Marty) song lyrics