When you steady being forced to grind
shit'd have your back heavy be to lost your mind
especially when you been down for so much time
gettin' up don't really ever cross your mind
got gun shop, pawn shop, liquor store sign
SWAT team, crack fiend, unemployed line
day late, dollar short, trying to buy time
(through the Streets of South Phil)
it's a grind, it's a life of crime
you either in it or you're on the sidelines
we break laws and codes and shatter guidelines
out on the block living the Langston 'Nine Lives'
feeling nothing but pressure and asking God "Why?"
it's work yo, the world don't like a commercial
where people don't do shit for spite to hurt you
they do it for necessity, for vice and virtue
I had to learn from the way to tighten my circle cuz.
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