Key & MrJTeze - Grind Never Ends
Prod. The Theorist
I find me a beat let’s run it
I sleep and I wake up with a bonnet
I pick up more shifts, that’s hunnids
Get a job, I done it
Get a license, I done it
Y’all want food ill fund it
I’m hungry more please more please I want it
You gon eat that I’m on it
I eat like a king and the grind never ends
I’m working and working and playing and playing, I win
I’d love me a rest whats rest can’t stop now give me hell
Why wouldn’t I work it don’t even ring any bells
Playing hard in the rain slipping and dripping, I fell
Some of you goofys stop acting like goofys, and excel
See me and Key here we rapping no capping
We running no jogging no walking, y’all behind we lapping
We up in the future so far ahead left you in 2017 still dabbing
Your so annoying stop bragging about nothing enough blabbing
The grind never ends, show a lil consistency
When your broke and poor don’t expect any sympathy
I got plenty more in me, in this inventory
Use your efforts efficiently and in the right places,
What Jiren say your efforts will be futile
Im running a tredmill I need 3 miles
I’m stacking and stacking these tracks in my vault
You chatting and chatting to me and all I hear is talk
I stand up strong I feel like The Rock
I’m closing grab me a bucket and a mop
I do this for fun, I know I’m a flop
Im switching to Key now you better get locked
(Key)
Me and glizzy be sliding on blocks
Handing out shots like a vaccination spot
Come and get dropped park in the lot If you be barking a lot
My thing got a muzzle it still like to talk
Speaking of glocks me and jt are the top g’s and locked
Flow is so ill it’ll do you like spock
100 degrees when i cook with this pot
100 degrees and you’re still not hot
100 degrees and i’m still going stupid
I’m melodic hypnotic and psychotic and promise to never take narcotics
It’s like my whole generation on it yes i’m hating on it
We’re the byproduct of adult nonsense it’s rotten and all i can do is talk about it in a sonnet
Rapping supersonic to be honest all i wanted was to shoot at stars like some comets