Daily Grind (feat. Kash Hooks)

1-2-1-2, shup keeed You know when people feel good, they like to start going, get going But what happens Through the bad times, through the lows We still keep grinding Ayo, all these late nights, blood, sweat, and tears working on and off That'll never cut the shit here, this is the daily grind This ain't no 9 to 5, this that get to work the second you open your eyes Go for the prize, you should already know how I operate Got no jealousy, no envy, or no hate I'm just trying to get the cake I was raised to never be fake And anything I say, I'm willing to say to somebody's face Cause I mean what I speak, and speak what I mean Lamborghini's trying to cop a whole fleet for the team What they've seen thus far makes them all never want to race ya Got that heat, well know that hard work will separate ya From the rest, relieving stress when I roll a paper Different flavor every time I pick up Life's a bumpy road, but it's really just a hiccup If I ever fall, I get up and go harder than ever Yeah, I'm much more clever Cause I'm soaking up this knowledge forever I'ma shine like every time I polish the leather No matter the weather, we're flying and we're chasing the cheddar We got our own path, and we gotta go fast Any problem that we face, we don't let it go past I'm facing shit head on This the type of bandwagon they gon' try and get on Settin fire to the pages that I put this lead on If you think you stopping us, you're dead wrong Every second of the day, you could be on the grind But every second of the day, you just wanna whine We're on a different type of time This is blood, sweat, and tears of mine Every second of the day, you could be on the grind But every second of the day, you just wanna whine We're on a different type of time This is blood, sweat, and tears of mine Time to sit here and master the craft Carry a flow, I'm energized Haters gon' remember why I'm ahead of the curve, digital dash Not a turn that would make a nigga turn back Nah, it's my time, let me earn that I got a mind full of archives, a tape full of cautious Danger, beware, Mont Gang, we here Ride for my city, slide for my city Death before dishonor, let it fly for my city These palm angels, only way to fly God put you in a verse I stay true cause I'm true to the dirt The most faithful, glorious child This golden child's not a pennyworth So many sharks in the water that I'm surfing on my verses Cool breeze and Milana with Melania In a foreign, I figured I could fit four in So I was with Lisa, Katie, and Lauren Getting money, nothing funny here It's quite clear, I've been a hundred You haters frontin', you haters nothing To shotta's is like me, and Son of a Beach We came in the game, we're running the league I'm Sidney, he's Billy Hoyle We're coming for you, you better stop the fuckery You niggas duck and gone get the goose Yeah. You know we the truth We on the front line like the troops And yeah, we're ready to shoot like boom Every second of the day, you could be on the ground But every second of the day, you just wanna whine We're on a different type of time This is blood, sweat, and tears of mine Every second of the day, you could be on the ground But every second of the day, you just wanna whine We're on a different type of time This is blood, sweat, and tears of mine We on the ground