This is a song about "Still grinding"

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

Rich off of grammer like i'm managing frasier, cheers

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

To get them niggas while they laid back

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Still unravelling rap

Saying they this and that

Accidentally kill your family still

I used to be the most humble until

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

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

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