Grindin' (feat. Nashad Davis)

I’m like Martin Luther king

Young **** with a dream

I got choppers with a beam case this **** wanna play

I got **** in the feds I got **** in the state

When a **** hungry I start jugging for a plate

What you know bout cold ass winter

What you know bout eating chips for dinner

What you know bout being homeless

Have you ever been homeless

I’m just tryna be the one to make a difference

Take my **** out the trenches

Cuz I hate the way we living

Gotta take it nothing giving

I pray everyday forgiveness

Everyday cuz I be sinning

They laughed at me when I’m losing

They gone hate me when ImNo I’m from Chicago

But the **** with me drilling

In the hood that I come from I seen a lot of killings

Off that crack and that dog food I seen a lot of chicken

I been broke as a bitch but my mind on a million

I been so broke

So broke it hurt me

I been so fucked up fucked up it shows

I been down bad

Like to my lowest

Locked up locked up and I can’t call home

But as you can see

A **** like me gone it eat

Sitting round crying for the weak

Imma make a move as long as I got feet

Change gone come and it’s clear to see

Gotta couple day one who want war me

Talk to my momma everyday see expect more from me

Cut off my bitches need attention

They ignoring me

I told em on my day I’ll be the one

Yea