On My Grind

Intro

Skrrt skrrt, ayy, uh-huh (let's go)

Yeah, yeah, yuh, ha

Verse

I lace my lines with tungsten, heavy on the tungsten tongue, uh

Count the nights I turned a loss to leverage, now I'm sprung, huh

Paper chase, paper planes, I fold the lanes, I bend the map

Maps get burned when I redraw 'em, watch the pen attack (watch it)

Diamonds in my syllables, they cut but they articulate

Talk cheap, I negotiate the language — elevate the crate

They sleep on dreams but I invest in wake, no lullaby

I flip the script and monetize a whisper, multiply (mmm)

Street-smarts with a PhD in hustle and humble brags

Put regret in the passenger seat, I throttle past the lag (skrrt)

Rhymes like blueprints, every line's a city block I build

Skyscraper metaphors, I bill the sky, I never chill

Got a ledger full of scars that read like signatures (yuh)

Every loss a dossier, every win a little scripture (ayy)

I move in chess, they move in comments, keyboard kings and pawns

I turn their static into a fanbase singing on my songs (sing it)

Hear the cadence of the climb — click-clack, tick-tack, climb (tick)

I stitch a crown from broken glass and call it mixtape time (ha)

Pressure made a prism, refracted hustle into beams

I don't follow trends, I stitch my name into the seams

Chorus

On my grind, on my grind, on my grind, on my grind (on my grind)

On my grind, on my grind, on my grind, on my grind (on my grind)

On my grind, on my grind, on my grind, on my grind (on my grind)

On my grind, on my grind, on my grind, on my grind (let's go)

Verse

Ride the tempo like a courier, I deliver every line

Taxi lights, midnight flights — I cash the hours, bend the time

Microphone manic, manicured to manic miles

I sprint through setbacks, lace my shoes with pages of my trials

They ask for secrets; I hand them lessons wrapped in bars

I trade in late apologies for early morning stars

My catalogue's a weather report — storms then clear the view

I put a sky on every stage and let the believers through (let 'em through)

Snap back, cap back, hustle sewn into the seam

Every no I got just sharpened up the aim of what I mean

Call me architect of comeback, I blueprint hope in ink

I gamble with the odds and watch the mountain blink (watch it blink)

Ad-libs like Morse code, I'm tapping out a victory

Skrrt — cut the doubt away, like scissors through the history (cut it)

I carry conversations in my cadence, speak in commas, slash

Pause for breath, reload the verse, deliver the cash (reload)

They mimic movements, I'm the motion, they the motion blur

I sign my name in constellations, feel the ink — it stir (stir)

Bridge

Yeah, ayy, (watch me) uh-huh

Move with me, move with me (move, move)

Take a shot, take a shot (take it)

Make it count, make it count (count it)

Chorus

On my grind, on my grind, on my grind, on my grind (on my grind)

On my grind, on my grind, on my grind, on my grind (on my grind)

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