And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired cuz they say “You ain’t grindin’ til you tired” So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A light For the night Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people I’m just wonderin’ why you haven’t taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? (My Life x3)
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine Suicide I’m from a Windy City, like Do or Die From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn’s Jesus Shot for no reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? ‘Cause that’s Jesus people And The Game, needs the equal Hated on so much, “The Passion of Christ” need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle
And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired cuz they say “You ain’t grindin’ til you tired” So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A light For the night Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people I’m just wonderin’ why you haven’t taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? (My Life x3)