Devin The Ripper, Treys Up - Out the Grind Lyrics

I been through shit, the color purple, all I know is fighting
Still I shine like the horizon, rising up despite it
I pulled over just to grab the Undercrown and light it
Normal day, it's just not another nigga out there like me
So don't take me lightly, I'm worth the celebration
All my niggas hype me, a Cristal occasion
Babe I can leave with you, but bitch it's up to you
Go get yourself together and go tell your friend she riding too
Hustle 24/7 the cash came fast
So when I get home, give my queen a Champagne bath
God damn, it feel great to be the nigga, slim
To see me shine when there moments had my future dim
So bring it on nigga, this that boss rap
Maybach chauffeur, close the curtain, Ricky Ross rap
I had to lay her down, her crown is on my lap
Liga Privada, olde fashion, sipping on a double gnac
Shit clear now
Dreaming bout this money, shit I care about
Any nigga try to harm me, play, or snake me out
Must do so with the knowledge I might fuck around and clear it out
No I ain't Diddy
Trynna make a band
Handful of shooters got em on demand
Status symbol
They can't say I ain't the man
I been grinding
This was all part of the plan
She rubbing on my shoulders, the tension over surfaced
Cause niggas steady lurkin' had the youngin' close my curtains
Son of a bastard, but that's just how my mother birthed me
It's not a single hex placed on me that could ever curse me
Good come to those who wait from the scraps from the hustlers
All that shit that came my way fire back like a muffler
At the roundtable full of crackers, closing out discussions
40 acres in the hole and hell no, I ain't give em nothing
My brother got my back I ever stumble
Strong enough to finish races that I started running
Slap a nigga in his face if he dare to rebuttal
The only thing I fear in life is resting in comfort
No days off, I beat the sun, I'm feeling Joseph Jackson
You rappers is my son, I fathered all you niggas talent
Lay on my chest, she feel my heartbeat rumble with passion
She peck my chin and journey down before she give me action
Shit clear now
Dreaming bout this money, shit I care about
Any nigga try to harm me, play, or snake me out
Must do so with the knowledge I might fuck around and clear it out
No I ain't Diddy
Trynna make A band
Handful of shooters got em on demand
Status symbol
They can't say I ain't the man
I been grinding
This was all part of the plan
Imagine being so miserable that you grow to hate me
All you niggas with no passion, you just motivate me
Niggas bitter bitches- stuck in they unhappy place
Been a victim too but who gives a fuck cause still, I'm great
Manifesting like a Bezel, I don't own it yet
You in my presence, not my level, you ain't on it yet
To get here you gotta run your race and clear your debt
Rid yourself of doubt and conquer feats and fears that you neglect
I'm closest thing to God, but I'm far from perfect
I can't control the future just know you won't outwork me
Some niggas want they shine, but run away from work
But the diamond only shine if you pull it from the dirt
I came up from the ashes, Footz lit me like a phoenix
I know my future's bright, he told me that he seen it
Rather wander life trynna figure out the meaning
When I can grind for 3 summers and witness all I'm dreaming
Shit clear now
Dreaming bout this money, shit I care about
Any nigga try to harm me, play, or snake me out
Must do so with the knowledge I might fuck around and clear it out
No I ain't Diddy
Trynna make A band
Handful of shooters got em on demand
Status symbol
They can't say I ain't the man
I been grinding
This was all part of the plan

I been through shit, the color purple, all I know is fighting
Still I shine like the horizon, rising up despite it
I pulled over just to grab the Undercrown and light it
Normal day, it's just not another nigga out there like me
So don't take me lightly, I'm worth the celebration
All my niggas hype me, a Cristal occasion
Babe I can leave with you, but bitch it's up to you
Go get yourself together and go tell your friend she riding too
Hustle 24/7 the cash came fast
So when I get home, give my queen a Champagne bath
God damn, it feel great to be the nigga, slim
To see me shine when there moments had my future dim
So bring it on nigga, this that boss rap
Maybach chauffeur, close the curtain, Ricky Ross rap
I had to lay her down, her crown is on my lap
Liga Privada, olde fashion, sipping on a double gnac
Shit clear now
Dreaming bout this money, shit I care about
Any nigga try to harm me, play, or snake me out
Must do so with the knowledge I might fuck around and clear it out
No I ain't Diddy
Trynna make a band
Handful of shooters got em on demand
Status symbol
They can't say I ain't the man
I been grinding
This was all part of the plan
She rubbing on my shoulders, the tension over surfaced
Cause niggas steady lurkin' had the youngin' close my curtains
Son of a bastard, but that's just how my mother birthed me
It's not a single hex placed on me that could ever curse me
Good come to those who wait from the scraps from the hustlers
All that shit that came my way fire back like a muffler
At the roundtable full of crackers, closing out discussions
40 acres in the hole and hell no, I ain't give em nothing
My brother got my back I ever stumble
Strong enough to finish races that I started running
Slap a nigga in his face if he dare to rebuttal
The only thing I fear in life is resting in comfort
No days off, I beat the sun, I'm feeling Joseph Jackson
You rappers is my son, I fathered all you niggas talent
Lay on my chest, she feel my heartbeat rumble with passion
She peck my chin and journey down before she give me action
Shit clear now
Dreaming bout this money, shit I care about
Any nigga try to harm me, play, or snake me out
Must do so with the knowledge I might fuck around and clear it out
No I ain't Diddy
Trynna make A band
Handful of shooters got em on demand
Status symbol
They can't say I ain't the man
I been grinding
This was all part of the plan
Imagine being so miserable that you grow to hate me
All you niggas with no passion, you just motivate me
Niggas bitter bitches- stuck in they unhappy place
Been a victim too but who gives a fuck cause still, I'm great
Manifesting like a Bezel, I don't own it yet
You in my presence, not my level, you ain't on it yet
To get here you gotta run your race and clear your debt
Rid yourself of doubt and conquer feats and fears that you neglect
I'm closest thing to God, but I'm far from perfect
I can't control the future just know you won't outwork me
Some niggas want they shine, but run away from work
But the diamond only shine if you pull it from the dirt
I came up from the ashes, Footz lit me like a phoenix
I know my future's bright, he told me that he seen it
Rather wander life trynna figure out the meaning
When I can grind for 3 summers and witness all I'm dreaming
Shit clear now
Dreaming bout this money, shit I care about
Any nigga try to harm me, play, or snake me out
Must do so with the knowledge I might fuck around and clear it out
No I ain't Diddy
Trynna make A band
Handful of shooters got em on demand
Status symbol
They can't say I ain't the man
I been grinding
This was all part of the plan