Lyrics Grinding - Dannyland

I give a good sermon off my Medicine
I tell they say if you don't work
You don't eat They say
He who works like a slave eats like a king

In the streets grinding damn lost my way
I had reminders custom all my clothes don't do designers
Ducking all them hoes they had to find us
In the streets grinding damn lost my way

I had reminders custom all my clothes don't do designer
Ducking all them hoes they had to find us
In the streets grinding damn lost my way
I had reminders ducking all them hoes they had to find us
I come from a bucket had to climb out in The streets

Told me momma we gone be koo
Told my kids we straight real rap
Hey
I cannot make this up (I can't make this up)
Watch who u tell your goals and dreams too
Watch who u talk too
They'll try to tell you you can't
They gone try to tell you you can't do it

If you been through what I been thru
You would drop down to your knees right now and pray
(Thank god)Aaaaammmmeeennn
You can't be talk big to small minds

That's why I never force relationships
I don't I got kids looking up to me(it's energy)
Probably why I hustle the way I do
Probably why I hustle so hard
Probably why I hustle the way I do)

Ask me where I put this shit together In the basement
Told em I had unc right there in the basement
Cooking he was cooking beats

What's a dream if you ain't chasing
I got not time to be wasted no my life isn't perfect
But it's far from basic
Don't ask my why I'm working?
Bitch I'm puttin work N

Always riding solo I don't do groups
Staying Suckafree in a city full of clowns

Cus I knew that one day it will pay off
And I signed to my self so ain't no lay off's
Told my momma quit her job no more days off
I got you so you can travel the world
Get out there and do everything you been dreaming of yeah

Cus I remember times I didn't have it
At times I think I sound just like my daddy
Sound just like my pops soul searching
Had to find me please someone remind me

The streets grinding Damn lost my way
I had reminders custom all my clothes don't do designers
Ducking all them hoes they had to find us
In the streets grinding Damn lost my way

I had reminders custom all my clothes don't do designers
Ducking all them hoes they had to find us
In the streets grinding Damn lost my way
I had reminders ducking all them hoes they had to find us
I come from a bucket had to climb out in The streets Grinding Grinding