This is a song about "The grind"

You can search but you'll never find

Chevy surf the sreet steady grind

And retail clerks, we shop at walmart, and grind around the,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

I'm on my grind, and when the planets align

Guess that means you can never be mine

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

And if i stay i'll grind away for shitty pay, the lowest lane,

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Fucker, call it noun, trap for the town, grind with both feet on the ground,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Hustle and grind this shit hard feel the beat and bounce to this shit nigga,

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

Everytime i rhyme my mind is on the grind