This is a song about "Stay grinding"

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

And getting money is the song i sing

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

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

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

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

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Find me grinding, with j's on my feet word to miley cyrus.

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

Ima stay real and stay true