On The Grind (Explicit C&S Album Version)-Paul Wall/Crys Wall/乔松

On The Grind [Explicit C&S Album Version] - Paul Wall I'm on the grind all day until the sun go down Puttin' paper in my pockets grindin' all year round I'm on the block with the gangstas stayin' two toes down I'm on the grind I'm on the grind all night until the sun come up Countin' cash up in the cut, tryin' to make me a buck I'm makin' moves, stackin' paper 'cause I'm handlin' ya I'm on my grind Check it out, baby I got money on my mind, big frank on my brain Intoxicated by visions of chains and diamond rings One thing here to obtain is fortune, forget the fame Been ballin' since back in the game Been changin' the strings, these lames tend to complain It's a goddamn shame you think you flyer than a plain But you washed up in the drain, baby paint the picture frame It's all work no play, my hustle schedule is simply all night all day I'm snapping like paparazzi, I'm plotting on Maserati Been grinding since lotty dotty, trying to earn that pay Collecting that green paper, I'm scheming and pulling capers I'm giving these brouds the vapors from the fold to the tray I'm on the grind I'm on the grind all day until the sun go down Puttin' paper in my pockets grindin' all year round I'm on the block with the gangstas stayin' two toes down I'm on the grind I'm on the grind all night until the sun come up Countin' cash up in the cut, tryin' to make me a buck I'm makin' moves, stackin' paper 'cause I'm handlin' ya I'm on my grind My hustle is Godzilla, my muscle is King Kong My mind is Einstein, my flow is off the dome My grind is d**e fiend addicted to counting green My money is Bill Gates, my ballin' is Yao Ming I'm not impressed with bling, I'm more concerned with ching Grindin' since I was a teen, money over everything See I'm all about that paper stacks and bank rolls The lack on fo's with drank cold and dank roll Hustle is my hobby inspired by Jonny Gotti call me Give me the wallet because it's time to collect VS up in the Jonny watch shining so clear The face look like a mirror call it time to reflect I'm on the grind I'm on the grind all day until the sun go down Puttin' paper in my pockets grindin' all year round I'm on the block with the gangstas stayin' two toes down I'm on the grind I'm on the grind all night until the sun come up Countin' cash up in the cut, tryin' to make me a buck I'm makin' moves, stackin' paper 'cause I'm handlin' ya I'm on my grind