Scarface - On My Grind Lyrics
feat. Z-Ro[Verse 1]When I was in the sixth grade, these niggas was ***** madeThey was thinking science, I was thinking get paidI always kept a plan to get doeLike selling the same shit I use to steal from outta stop-n-goI use to run a paper routeBut that ain't pay me enough, I was still on the busMy momma would always tell me don't you rush to get oldBut rarely did I listen to the shit I was toldI was a ghetto boy long before the rap group existedI use to take my lunch money and pitch itI stayed on suspension, I ain't *****in' with schoolTruant officers be chasin' me, I'd give 'em the bluesHit the pipes off of Roomer just to pass the timeShoot the shit and walk to Shamrock, stole me a wineGet smashed and hit the bus stop when school let outGet off at tina house and bust that cotWalk up outta Ridgemont smelling like fish in my pocketThen back to the southside walking home from WatkinsI stopped to see the homies off of Huckala streetAll you game in the front yard bumpin' this beat[Chorus: Z-Ro]Ever since I could remember I been on my grind,All the timeNothing but paper and ***** and the finer things on my mindI had to ShineBy any means necessary I had to go out and get itAnd come back wit it, thug life I was wit itMy balls and my word told a nigga that the world was mineThat's why I stay on the grind[Verse 2]I remember when the dope game started up, serving the hypesI was seeing more doe than I ever seen in my lifeI was rocking up eightballs and knowing the shakeKept a thousand in my pocket, twenty more in the safeI had my grandmother guessing how I got that shit'Cause every other day I had to buy new kicksOl
