Deveondi - Moral Of The Story Lyrics

Yeah, Deveondi here
That's right
You already know what it is man,
You already know
When you hustle you gotta hustle hard you know
Right, hustle hard
That block will have you writing checks that you can't cash you know
Yeah

I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was out on the corner homie
Yup I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind
I barely went home boy, yup I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I couldn't trust nobody
Yup, I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
What's the moral to this story boy
I was on the grind

I'm gone get to what the moral is but running from authorities
Once upon a time looking back couldn't believe it's me
I hustled that hard like I'm trying to feed my family
This shit gets so hard like I'm fighting off insanity
Ghetto bird in the air, I'm wondering if they noticed me
I got my partners around me
I'm wondering if there's loyalty
A question that I ask on a daily
Where's the honesty but honestly
I'm feeling so untouchable can't fuck with me
That arrogance will get you hurt
I better pay attention now
Whispers in my ear
Rico just around the corner yeah
At the fork in the road thinking should I put it down
This money coming fast, I don't really want to put it down

I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was out on the corner homie
Yup I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind
I barely went home boy, yup I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I couldn't trust nobody
Yup, I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
What's the moral to this story boy
I was on the grind

Once upon a time my big bro almost lost is life
In the trap
This shit gets so real it Ain't nothing nice
What I learned in that moment, choose you circle
Check it twice
Get to the money check again they might try to take your life
Fucking right, who am I going to run to this life ain't polite
Take it from a man who learn his lesson
Pressing on in flight
It started with a eight ball
Then I put my friends on
A change was happening to me, I put them in the friend zone
Left me in a frenzy, uncontrolled excitement
Lead me down the wrong way, dodging these indictments
I remember sitting there, wondering what to do now
Didn't know nothing else
Back to these streets now

I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was out on the corner homie
Yup I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind
I barely went home boy, yup I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I couldn't trust nobody
Yup, I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
What's the moral to this story boy
I was on the grind

The moral of this story, I know you waited this long
Make logical decisions
Or get sentenced this long
It could be instant death or collect calls home
Anybody ever been there wishing they could go home
I here to fucking tell ya', they ain't gone fucking tell ya'
They want your revisit keeping count of your failures
Its time to grow up, dig deep and do better
Get that thought out ya' head, I'm down for whatever
Get yo' ass of this block
Put your focus in these book
No matter what yo' age is sit right down and take a look
I hope you've learned something today
You can learn a lot from me
Turn and walk away from it
I mean this shit sincerely

I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was out on the corner homie
Yup I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind
I barely went home boy, yup I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
I couldn't trust nobody
Yup, I was on the grind
I was I was on the grind, I was I was on the grind
What's the moral to this story boy
I was on the grind