This is a song about "Aint gone stop grinding"

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

I've been shining and grinding all night with my nigga,

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Still got that blunt lit but im in school so no i aint gone pass

Aint no fucking way the stop me now bitches,

Bring the battering ram where you live

Haters ask when im gone stop never

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

But thats alright cuz he's going to keep striving and grinding

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Its grinding time my whole team knows well,

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell