Interpret:

Paul Wall

Album:

Chick magnet

[Paul Wall]
 I'm on the grind, trying to make paper stack up
 And if I slip and fall, then I get back up
 A two piece, any hater that wanna act up
 And if boxing don't work, a glock got my back up pimping
 Talking down, is a thing of the past
 Instead of tripping off of me, you should be getting your cash
 I got a lot of paparazzi, trying to see through my glass
 Well peep game I'm bout to teach class, listen to me
 I'm a hustler, with only one thing on my mind
 And that's getting all that's mine, while I'm in my prime
 Whether it's legal or a crime, the police still blind
 Cause I'm quiet and hush-hush, like a mime
 I'm gon shine, but not till the appropriate time
 So I nickel and dime, every lick I find
 If I fall in a bind, my inventory still fine
 I never let a slump, influence the way I grind baby


[Hook]
 All day and every night, I think about one thang
 Stacking my change, and that ain't never gon change
 I got plans for running game, until the money is drained
 Putting rocks in my ring, and ride a drop on swangs
 Steady hustling on the grind, out here doing my thang
 I'm just trying to maintain, how many licks I could stang
 But these boys who talking loud, they ain't got nothing to say
 But I ain't worried, I'm just trying to get paid


[Paul Wall]
 I'm on the grind, I hustle everyday all day
 I'm trying to shine, with muscle and show off parque
 I lost time in the struggle, so I grind always
 Cause on my mind, I'm making up for lost pay
 I'm using my past for inspiration, when I was broke
 I had dreams and aspirations, influenced by hope
 I get up get out and get it, while I can cause I might get jammed
 Life don't always go, the way that you plan
 Instead of ducking the undercovers, or snoring undercovers
 I'm climbing out the underground, increasing my numbers
 24/7 I grind, ain't no time for sleep
 Cause if you snooze you lose, and if you sleep you won't eat pimping
 I go and get it, being broke I ain't with it
 A different hustle every minute, if I said it I did it
 I can't let no critic, influence my mash for paper
 I grind major I'ma shine later, holla playa


[Hook]


[Paul Wall]
 I'm on the grind, I worked for everything that I got
 I go and get it while it's hot, I'm on the block nonstop
 Cause I remember, when I didn't have didly squat
 And I'm not, trying to make a U-turn from the top pimping
 It ain't no time, for relationships
 Cause 99 percent of dips, will try to take your chips
 Ain't no slipping in my pimping, or slacking on my macking
 These boys lazy Cadillac'ing, while I'm greenback stacking
 Cause, while they in they bed catching they Z's
 I'm in the streets, trying to catch me some G's
 I gotta go and get all that I'm worth, cause being broke hurt
 And I ain't got time for shooting the breeze, check me out
 I hustle like a fiend, cause I'm addicted to cash
 I can't let my window, of oppritunity pass
 It really ain't no telling, how long my money gon last
 So I mash and get it fast, first class for real


[Hook - 2x]