Black on Black

Verse 1:
Yea, tired of waiting on the sidelines
Has to be a point when I say
"**** it man, it's my time"
Life is short as ****,
Please excuse my French,
But Napoleon knew that,
So he conquered that ****,
Gotta little sis in school,
Grinding hard for scholarships,
Mama working two jobs tryna help out and pay rent,
Once upon a time,
Had a chance I could've moved bricks,
Or that loud,
But my moms louder,
When pissed,
So I chilled quick,
I gotta rep,
And do this **** for the DMV,
They banking on me
No PNC,
To bring the trophy H-O-M-E
Been a minute since 14th,
Connecticut,
And U Street,
Or Fells Point
In Body more,
With the homies wilding tryna get a piece,
But eventually you gotta eat,
Junk food won't last forever,
Eventually you'll have to do better,
Success comes to those who are clever,
Gotta make my sis proud,
She been waiting on this for years now,
Brag Tee, I'm here now

Hook:
Gotta grind so I can keep a stack,
I ain't getting younger that's a fact,
So a brother gotta get it by any means x4

Verse 2:

I don't wanna be here,
Any more than you want me to,
I'm so sincere
And yea I get tired of hear-,
-ing, All your gossip on the phone,
About me living in the basement,
And how I need to find my own,
Like I don't pay my bills on time,
Get up every morning to go grind,
Then come back home and work some more on my life,
But,
I promise if I keep feeding my mind
And I keep stacking this bread
I'm gon leave this house in time
It won't be no hard feelings when I make it though,
When I come home with the stack,
My vision will be clearer,
Though,
I'm quiet about my business,
I'm always tryna plot a master scheme to grow my digits,
To make sure that you're good,
And make sure I fulfill my wishes,
It's barely bout me,
I can be selfish,
But how else am I gon make sure we breathe?
In a world, where people like us are not supposed to succeed,
But I'm here when you need me
You just gotta believe in me

Hook

Verse 3:

Not many people match this grind,
Been rapping this real **** since 05'
I stay live,
All I know is grind
Folks think I'm Jamaican
Multiple ways to stay caking
Many ****** be hating
But it's only cause
They be waiting
For a brother like me to give a handout like
They paying
Or like I witnessed Jehovah
But y'all bugging me worse
Than a mosquito
Bruh,
I told ya,
I don't do this **** for y'all
I do this for yungins at home,
So they can learn to ball,
I don't do this **** for the broads,
Gotta keep that space,
In place in case I ever fall
I do this **** for the streets,
****** with degrees,
Do this **** for the culture,
What others wanna be,
I do this **** for Lateef,
Homie RIP,
My homeboy new talent
Way before the Shanghai streets

Hook

Black on Black
Yea, got it by any means x5
Ay, this track mean x5
Ay, yea
But you know it's hard to balance this shit with a relationship
It's always two sides to a story