I often dream of better days
And I just don't know a better way
That's why I got to shine
Ain't nothing gonna stop my grind
So it ain't no need to fake on me
There are some folks just too far behind in their mind
But little terry gonna keep on rolling
I see you trying to get me
Never gonna let them busters get to me
Always keep my tall eyes open
I got something for the whole damn world to see
Ain't gonna get me off of my grind
Its exactly what it seems to be
U wish for some prosperity
Was hate to see them lies
So you tell somebody else
Well I start hearing melody's
So I grabt my pen and pad and recline
Cuz we some worldwide riders
What, we on a grind y'all, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
All my life, LBC, for my city I mash
All these OG's and BG's and wanna-bes and L-O-C's
The only friends I got is my 2-1-3
Just my dog Snoop-T-Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E
Can't forget about my nigga H to the dizzy
Pressure and strifes, them wanna take my whites
But these jaw jacks and hood cracks
Will make you break some bizacks
Ya know what I'm sayin', we on the grind like that
Haha, all you thought we had was jeans and t-shirts?
What? We hustlin' cuz we want it all, Brand new socks and drawers, fool