This is a song about "Been on mhy grind"

And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

Was king of the underground, but i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Everytime i rhyme my mind is on the grind

A young fox on his grind so steady

Hopin' that my niggas see

I'm on my grind, and when the planets align

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Sicker than these niggas on they grind, workin' nine to five,

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Hatin on me cause i been on my grind/

But imma stay on my grind

Pay my haters not too much mind