I got grams and keys, any brand of weed
You can hit me on the burner cuz I got what you need
24 in a day, 7 a week
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The hustle doesn't have a time clock
That's why I'm stacking mail til they nail down the panels of my pine box
Masterminds we devise and design plots
Set up shop, and then strike while the iron's hot
Gat saggin' my pants low, pack stashed where the trash go
We stayed moving that shake back in a drought but we don't dance though
One-eyed jack that's Brando, trapping out of a bando
My impact is unmatched, homie I'm Shaq back in Orlando
They changing rules keeping me from posting on the block
I rebound take it coast-to-coast just showing off
I'm 50 Cent in Jamaica taking all the shots
Or Russ West with the rock, homie, "why not"
I got grams and keys, any brand of weed
You can hit me on the burner cuz I got what you need
24 in a day, 7 a week
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
I got cocaine, ketamine, crystal methamphetamine
Lean and promethazine, I can get you anything
I been the plug since I jumped up out the socket
People preach I'm pushing poison, I'm just trying to pad my pockets
I got green all my mind, fiends all on my line
My freezer full of that ice pack, I made 9 racks without trying
No lies Maury, that's all facts, my tall shorty's got small gats
My bill collectors got ball bats, no names attached to my contacts
My intersection looks like some zombies on procession
I'm avoiding catching another felony possession
My slum lord only care when the rent's due
Fiends come a knocking here's your menu
I got grams and keys, any brand of weed
You can hit me on the burner cuz I got what you need
24 in a day, 7 a week
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
I went from nickels and dimes to quarters and o's
Making deals all day 'cause the dead don't doze
Every minute on skid row a new fiend rose
And they be itching for a fix and I got plenty of those
I got grams and keys, any brand of weed
You can hit me on the burner cuz I got what you need
24 in a day, 7 a week
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep
The dead don't sleep
I'm on the grind all the time 'cause the dead don't sleep