[Intro]
I am on the, I am on the grind
I am on the grind
[Verse 1: Giggs]
Fam I used to be so broke, I was stressed with a pa**ion
Begging man for lifts, couldn't even rent me a wagon
If punk ain't working out
I'ma jump on the A cla**, what was you expecting to happen
Time to get the dust ting banging
My last few quid, copped myself a rusty to slang in
Me and Foss, in and out of pubs, handing out the dust samples
No sleep, plenty of bagging
Now we're eating n***as want to jump on the wagon
Would that bring me in sh**? You never helped it to happen
Violate me fam I'll empty the cannon
Tell him don't tempt me, I'll bang him
When you was with a chick
Early morning I was out there trying, no sleep out there tired
The heater ain't working so it's freezing in the ra**clart ride
Clock says half past 5, I'm outta here
[Chorus]
I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's
I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's
That's why I'm on the grind
That's why I'm on the grind
[Verse 2: Giggs]
Me and Foss bringing in the punters
After like 6 months we were getting rid of an abundance
Now the roads are getting hotter, the feds are on it more
So turn up the degrees a couple hundred
f** 'em though, I don't harbour feds
n***as know I'm stubborn
My baby mother says I've got the hardest head
I used to meet crackheads
But now I'm on a big man ting linking lecturers and architects
Fam they say my sniff has got the hard effect
They thought that it was sh**
Took a hit, then told me that it pa**ed the test
You don't know how hard it gets
When your sh**'s so crem, they're due to f**ing ask for something harder next
Ready for another day of palming bread
The phone's about to non-stop pop, so I've got my car charger set
No-one ain't putting money in my pocket
So I'm about to do my thing, who gives a f** 'bout what the sergeant said
[Chorus]
I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's
I wanna see my pounds add up to make G's
That's why I'm on the grind
That's why I'm on the grind