What you know about this life that I'm motherf*ckin' livin' Spirits stay high, so I get it how I live it Start my day up with some prayer and a lemon Poured in the cup with this water that I'm sippin' Then I bank up, check my agenda Back to the grind 'cause my name you'll remember The day I got time for my own destination Two years worth of life where we vacationed And every black kid that can rap on a track got a [?] But [?] they gon' stack and then put it in momma's purse But if they get much greater, gonna teach 'em how to fly Take it to a place where her soul will aline With the divine, [?] , that's hers and mine All in due time, peep the incline We on a rise, touchin' the sky like
I plant my seeds and water them so they grow I shine my light so I can reap what I sow So when you see me stacking paper in dough You'll recognize that this here grind's not for show
The life that I'm livin' is a motherf*ckin' right that I'm given See, I'm in tune with the rags and the riches 'Cause I been here since before the beginning Swimming in water that only exists on levels that's higher Than we gettin' this, I'm floating and focused from heatin' the brick By floatin' and loadin' and healin' the sick Told 'em my mind above a [?] Eternal blissfulness So I'm forever feelin' the kisses of my ancestors' spirits It's why I don't feel no stress, I just ride And I just take my time, 'cause I'm just so divine
I plant my seeds and water them so they grow I shine my light so I can reap what I sow So when you see me stacking paper in dough You'll recognize that this here grind's not for show
So let me bring it back (back, back) So let me bring it back (back, back) So let me bring it back to that [?] some more Why I do this and who I do it for All the little shorties colourin' on the floor Expressing who they really truly are at the core And now we at war with ourselves and the pressure Losin' touch with our ancestors Thinkin' that our body only lives in the dresser Every version of how we feel must be censored I was that girl one time in my life But now I got back and I made that shit right Understand that my hands were created to heal So watch as I whip and chef every meal The deals comin' at major velocity I got protection, nobody should be watchin' me I can't be touched by the hate or hypocrisy Glow up is comin' with heat and ferocity
I plant my seeds and water them so they grow I shine my light so I can reap what I sow So when you see me stacking paper in dough You'll recognize that this here grind's not for show
Compositores: Niambi Sala Mawusi Scott Murray, Thandi Monroe Young, Kyleel Rolle ECAD: Obra #38737548