[Intro:] Two of my favorite rappers one of them said “ I don't get tired” The other one said “you ain't grinding til you tired” I said I'm tired [Hook:] I'm tired of struggling f*cking the profit up like I'm grinding for nothing F*ck it I can't give up I'm a die from hustling trust me that bike I took I'm alive because of it [Verse 1:] Crushed ice all in my watch and my cup I come from watching for cops on the block with a tuck Socks stuck how many times them n*ggas shot at us Sh*t not enough prolly why I never got high as buck but I couldn't give a f*ck Bullet holes all in through the headrest like I wasn't in that truck On that pac with my two Glocks like I won't hit em up People I was close to now I don't hear from much Cause everybody want to know am I gonna get my cut What the f*ck why how hold it in Til you crying out loud for crying out loud Hold up I trying to smile how about now sh*t Looking out I'm down about now hundred thou [Hook] [Verse 2:] Yeah you lying but f*ck it smoking they plus they minus Grinding the subject that's cause I smoke too much Sometimes I be clubbing hustling backwards boy purp Got me paranoid luck f*cked up from fort and on her I know I don't care for her there for her I'm moving forward TSA keep staring I be up in the airport supernova Hell yeah I'm self-employed with 10 bands and some hooping shorts Ask me who I do it for Reba out her lets do some roids Used to go so hard to blow it all in the Gucci store Or fixing up a car just to impress all these stupid who*es Shooting dice to win a little bit end up losing a little more [Hook]