Oh yeah, just let me work, just let me work I'm out here grindin', yeah I'm out here grindin', I told em that I'm out here grindin' I'm out here grindin' You ain't never heard nothin' like this Let me work, show me where the mic is I'm on stage, black shirt and my Timbs You know how I do it, I ain't playin' with you I've been grindin' Anybody tryna sleep on me Better do somethin' with your eyelids I hear a lot of whinin' But I don't hear a lot of rhymin' Everybody got opinions Let it go into my ear, then I block that Put me on stage, I'ma rock that Zayn, you the best, stop that Fruity, I am not that What are y'all doin' out here? What are y'all doin' out here? Maybe you should spend a little less time With the women on your arms And a little bit more with your career I ain't sayin' I'm the best But I should be in the top ten Give me a list of names, I'ma top them I'm just playin' with ya, I don't care where the top is Leave me at the bottom, let me work for it You ain't never gonna find another rapper in the game And tell me that he works more Tell me that he works more You might see me with my hoodie up I ain't leavin' till I finish This industry ain't nothin' but a box But I ain't gon' climb in it You put me inside a room full of rappers Come back in five minutes I'ma be the only one still alive With a note on my chest sayin' that I did it You do it for fame, we're way different Y'all lookin' weak, we ain't cookin' in the same kitchen Everybody got a shirt with a stain in it Some of us have never wear it out, though Let me get it I guess I don't understand This wasn't part of my plan Some of these people are thinkin' Cause they heard the name That they really know who I am Bring the beat down I got no time for these Hollywood people I'd rather give time to my fans You'd rather chill with these women that like you for money But I'd rather chill with my fam Yeah, I'm out here grindin' I'm out here grindin' Yeah, I see the mic, but you lookin' like a pilot What's the point of the plane if you don't know how to fly it? Yeah, I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' All I do is grind, all I do is grind Rise of the underdog I don't like none of y'all I'm not like one of y'all I'm from the jungle, I run with the son of God Yeah, what is you runnin' for? They should be runnin' for me Most of my family, we don't even speak I'm gettin' married in 22 weeks And they still haven't said how you wanted to meet, huh? I'm not the type to complain If we don't get it, we try it again And I'll die for the gang, misfit my blood They don't like us and we question they mom like Why did you allow your kid to like bad music? Promise I'll do it I'm tryna give you my everything I don't care what they are doin' I'm tryna do what they couldn't do Laugh at the rappers you look up to Don't waste time with the centerfolds I'm alive, it's a miracle Freestyle, this is middle school I will battle the principal We're all plottin' like a funeral I'm doin' me, I don't live for you Grindin', I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' All I do is work, all I do is work I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Okay, okay, okay I'm out here grindin' Oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah I'm out here, I'm out here grindin' All I, all I, all I do is work All I, all I, all I do is grind