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Rise & Grind (Explicit) - Nappy Roots/Backbone

Lyrics by：Blake German/William Hughes/Melvin Adams/Jah Mar Williams/Syr Andrews/Syon Andrews/Jaquell Grant

Composed by：Blake German

Some want money and the power

I just want to get home safe and take a shower

Hang with the fam about a hour

Get back on my grind ease my mind

I'm thinking stout but might end up with a sour

If I walks it like I talks it

Least I never was a coward

No matter what I get all this **** is ours

And yeah I'll take 'em now

If all we talking 'bout is flowers

Tomorrow's never promised all I am is honest

Started smoking CBD to chill out on the chronic

For a minute maybe 60 not loud it's only whispering

I make this **** look easy

From far away it's glistening

Back when I was 16 learned a lot from listening

Turned it all to instinct to one up all my rivals

Father was a deacon but I barely read the bible

The globe is cold and what

I learned it's all about survival

Everyday I wake up

Gotta get my weight up

Just to get where I'm going

Knowing that I'm up now

Every time I touch down

You can see the grain is showing

Rise and grind

Are you gone shine with me

My state of mind

No you can't **** with me

I'm in a country boy fit

Schlitz malt liquor ****

Chuck taylor's on

Po ballin' nigga ****

Neighbor just died

Who gone get the benefits

I grew up wit his kids so we all share the sentiments

Know we gone get drunk

Laugh cry and reminisce

Toast to the moment

I hope we grow from it

'Cause every time I visit get a feeling in my stomach

We always kept it honest

But relationships tarnish

Small town stories getting

Documented poorly

The truth will make it to the mainstream one day surely

Georgia bulldog license plate on the bumper

Still can hear coach

Don't fade on ya jumper

Kinda feelin' boujie

Went out here eatin' sushi

Far from the bar with cheap shots and a lucy

Now we on the beach in this ***** drinking truly's

Looking up at the stars from bed of a dually like

Everyday I wake up

Gotta get my weight up

Just to get where I'm going

Knowing that I'm up now

Every time I touch down

You can see the grain is showing

Rise and grind

Are you gone shine with me

My state of mind

No you can't **** with me

Packs in pick and roll stockton to malone

On the way to utah all that jazz

She from macon all that a*s

I'm Mr fat face all that's cash

Street sweeper take out the trash

D**e boy fresh about a brick and a half

Please pardon the particulars

Plush custom leathers tethered analogies made for tv

Fly personality the south sides pride

The anthology put that record back on

It's a classic 45 smooth rb move

We the spinners blue suede shoes

But these sb's yee ain't got these

Loud marijuana imported from California

Long story short this is all I got to say

Went from worst class to first class

What a day

Was tried of bluf

You tried to take 'em down but

You know I'm all about the motion

And people all around steady yelling

How they know that I'm the coldest

Yeah I made a way yeah I'm too bad

They trying to break me know they mad

Know they mad

I know oh oh oh