(Hit-Boy & Big Hit) Watchu been doing your whole life?
Grindin'
Watchu been doing your whole life?
Shinin'
Now what we doin' in this life?
Climbin'
Bustin' down these diamonds
Everything is timing
Watchu been doing your whole life?
Grindin'
Wathcu been doing your whole life?
Survivin'
Now what we doin' in this life?
Bondin'
No more tears in silence
No strugglin', no strivin'
No more police sirens
(Hit-Boy) You was addicted to running the streets
And I was addicted to beats
I played for the Pony's in Pasadena
And you wasn't there to lace up my cleats
Keep it a bean, that fd me up
But I kept it gangsta, that run in my blood
We stay buttin' heads but na it's love
(Big Hit) You more than my son now lets run it up
Grindin'
Grindin'
(Hit-Boy & Big Hit) I'm the General on the streets
I'm the General on these beats
So generally, it's in our DNA- we both a beast
On the B, I got the P's of the trees, brystal, clean
Hit-Boy Nu.Wav hit like Tank Davis sparring in the ring
I been grindin' my whole life I had to go and get it
You know I'm wit it, from the streets to the Pen I'm wit the business
I'm the new black Super-Hero, fk crime I'm going legal
Blood this system's so lethal
Pharaoh release my people
Fk Congress, these police and these lawyers worse than convicts
Music industry Exec's robbing artists for the profit
I've been thuggin' through a lot
I ain't bloodin', but I got a lot of B's on my desktop
We sewing it up like Suge and Pac
Can't stop, won't stop
Pasadena, tip-top
Feel like Nelson Mandela
Marcus Garvey on the block
I've been grindin' my whole life
You know G'z Don't Cry
Ain't no tears in my eyes, but the pain still inside
(Hit-Boy & Big Hit) That's why I'm grindin'
Grindin'
Grindin'
That's why I'm grindin'
Grindin'
Grindin'
Watchu been doing your whole life?
Grindin'
Watchu been doing your whole life?
Grindin'
(Hit-Boy & Big Hit) Calm down, Pops, just put down the Glocks
You fresh out the box, kick back, take a shot
It's aight- you home now, I'mma get you right
Take this low-low, take this bike, it's some money, it's some ice
Fk a na thought?
Check out the blood walk
Bout to outline the whole fn' industry in chalk
All the talk irrelevant, it's no coincidence
Every beat is a hit and all I spit is hard st
I'm so wit' it
Them Pasadena blocks, I'm representin'
Fk wit lil Hit, I'll gladly pay you a visit
Here go a booth, here go a mic
You know HB got it tight
Now go ahead and tell the world how you fought for your life
Tell it all
I was five hiding weed in my drawers
You was tellin' me to stash it in the bathroom stalls
On the visit you was flippin', calling all the police bitches
Made 'em terminate the visit, kicked us out in thirty minutes
Watchu know about speaking codes all in the phone?
Tryna tell your little child how to stuff the balloons
Lil' dude paranoid walking past the guards
So I embrace him harder whisper, "that's my boy"
Tell him go and grab some chips, some sodas and some cards
After I swallow everything, I bail back to the yard
(Hit-Boy & Big Hit) That's why I'm grindin'
Grindin'
Grindin'
That's why I'm grindin'
Grindin'
Grindin'
Watchu been doing your whole life?
Grindin'
Watchu been doing your whole life?
Grindin'