This is a song about "Grind it up"

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Our everything, you devoured it up.

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Working the drywall partying it up

Yes i live up in my past , reasons to stay on my grind,

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Drinkin whiskey throw it up

We're young and we don't give a fuck

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

But imma stay on my grind

The glare makes me hard to find