A-Plus - The Grind lyrics

(Pep Love) Uhhh We don't give a f** about ya Makin the dolla makin ya holla Breakin all of the rules To turn it out yall Awaken the scholar The priest the popes Without a doubt yall They can douse yall With dreams and hopes in the sky Beyond the clouds Beyond the crowds and the shrouds In disguise Bullsh**, endless lies Manifest destiny tries the best in me Eyes focused upon the prize Mucho dinero needed for me to proceed With careful strokes of genius Feedin my family Fiendish for the feeling of a Franklin Fearful of no man But self in self is no man I'm an anomaly known as spirit And when I'm in need I express fresh, thresh the field Assess my yield From what I did apply my will Still I pray For each and every bill I pay With diligent intent to get skrilla All the illegitimate need Is to feel a little bit of success Acquisition get em out that Position of stress on ya mind Got money on mine, wheelin and dealin The new design for your appeal and delight Dynamite for good times And granite for negativity The planet is mine We on the grind Chorus: Constant elevation Swimmin in my amenities Livin with ease (Dollar bill yall) The only color is green Know what I mean? From dusk till dawn It's still on My exponential growth expands Extra potential both Detrimental and essential don't Brand it candid let your kinfolks Conceptualize the uprising Metropolitic enterprising Look into my eyes and realize The size capitalize ya lives And don't recognize the plots They would devise to stop The money mission cuz my intuition Guides me not from the payin I'm obeyin my call Parlayin my sk**, playin my ball Relayin the all is in yall Fizzin and bubblin through ya conscience Ambition ya mission accomplished Dividends invested We livin in an adolescent time of mankind At a lessened standards of life That I must attain Reparations so I step with patience Much to gain, plus Bust the same pa**ionate prose And mash for the cash in it With imaginative magical masterpieces Listenin in position to blitz and bomb The b**h in you individuals Don't let it get you in a critical situation With your a** out ancient Stay original and get ya dough Inclined to find yourself A little bit richer, livin divine We on the grind Chorus (2x) My empty hands tempt me To implement these plans Blueprints and templates for power movements Poetical concrete, gems in my hymns Form j**els in my DNA, strands in my stanzas Transfer to me in a question and answer Combined in blindin speed, further advancement Infinite amount of choices, limited chances Don't be timid intimidated and disenchanted Step in the arena chumps, raise ya lances Prepare to joust but first put on ya dancin Shoes to hit the canvas Stand up and fight, we get ya hyped Cuz hip hop is propaganda Tools that I brandish Can dish panic and manic depressiveness Get ya lost like Atlantis We forge ahead for the advantage Of federal notes, rockin ya boats Leavin ya beats in bandages Chorus (2x)