This is a song about "Grinding hard"

Cause i'm grinding for this paper oblivious to the haters

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Grinding grain, it's all the same, there are days i feel i'm going insane,

Only way to do it is to get on my grinding

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

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

Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Grinding real hard got the green in the front of the car, smoke coming out of

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

But i'm finding grinding isn't quite like reclining