Grind
Grind By Chanel
Mitchell
Up early chasin’ checks
Got money on my mind
Don't knock my hustle
Go and find your own grind
Mama always told me I should
never dull my shine
Who knew my light would one
day be a sign
Tryna reach success
The devil creeps up from
behind
Haters gettin’ out of line
But everything is fine
It will all come it time
Like the Little Rock Nine
Stood tall and didn't whine
Cuz it's all about the grind
Pity games
Pity fame
Call me by my sinner name
Through the pain
Storm and rain
Words won't ever ease the pain
Who's to blame?
Lions tamed
Showed up but he never came
But through the rain
And all the pain
My aim will always be the same
Grind
Hustle
Flow
Gimmie mo’
Stackin’ dough
Neva po’
Tell me no
Eyes low
Smokin’ dro
Stunted growth
Over time
Realize
Measured size
Life’s surprise
Free your mind
And Recognize
It's all about a hustlers grind
-Chanel Mitchell
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