Hard Grind - Haze

Everybody’s got a couple questions

Can I ask mine?

Are we living in hell

Or are these guard signs

Caught up in this getting money fast life

Knowing that it don’t last

Still i’m on the path like

Knowing that i’m on it gotta win it

This is our time

Gotta stop the shottin and the pitchin

That’s a hard grind

Talking bout the trap slow

Talking bout a half nine

Talking bout a rap note

I’m talking bout a hard line

Now i’m on this rap thing

Blud theres no half grind

Mind on my money move far as I past time

I’m caught up in a sticky position

Tryna make it out

But tryna make it in with rap on another route

Still ain’t got a deal but I can tell you what a job about

And I ain’t tryna glorify shit i’m full of honor pal

I don’t know what the fuck the industry is all about

I can make a better song than them

Sitting on my couch

All its just about is just the clout

I guess and who you know

Its all a big business can you sell the third quarter tho

And I ain’t talking about the grub

All I really need is a buzz

I’m so close yet so far

Sold weight move bait in old cars

On the road we get paid and go hard

I suppose i’m not great i’m that star

On the low they still hate my rap

I told them this is me

I tell how I live it where i’m living getting p

He claiming he a G

But I ain’t ever heard of him

Who the fuck is he?

Who the fuck is he?