This is a song about "Keep grinding"

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

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

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

I'm grinding, putting these kids to bed

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

Only way to do it is to get on my grinding

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

That i'm grinding on some lining while everyone still singing

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

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

But this real, fuck how you feel

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,