Nelly, King Jacob - On the Grind lyrics

Uh, yeah, swing, Nel, my dirty Jacob, yeah
Come on

Now if you're going to ride, get inside
Lets roll
If you're running your mouth, then, shit
Then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you're going to ride
Get inside, lets roll
If you're running your mouth
Then, shit, then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
Check it
Was it you that was on the grind dirty

They acting like they really want it with me


Trust me
They don't really want it
They just want to be seen
They want to disrupt my team
With these publicity schemes
Trying to dismantle my panel with lies
Rumours and scandals
But uh
I pull through it like I'm tugging a war
I tell you the situation like
I've been here before
I'm still popping dirty, still smoking
Point clicking
Watching the doors open, no joking
Everything's remoting
No choking or bleeding, this
Ride is for free
No matter what
You got your dying for free, automatically
I'm focused like thirty five millimetres
All of the sudden
Like such and such wants to meet us
All of the sudden
Like such and such wants to
Greet us, the same
Will you believe us
Now, they're all trying to cheat
Us, in real life
They can't beat us
Sometimes, they try to repeat us

Now if you're going to ride, get inside
Lets roll
If you're running your mouth, then, shit
Then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you're going to ride
Get inside, lets roll
If you're running your mouth
Then, shit, then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
Check it
Was it you that was on the grind dirty

Why is they yacking like
They fucking with these
I don't know
Why is they stunting like
They holding the keys
Tell me
Them type of people don't
Be holding no heat
No
Then how the fuck they gon'
Be rolling with me
Yeah
Dude, how the hell you ain't
Going to waste your time
Wait your time
Your mouth's going to fuck around and
Going to waste your time
Hey
I told them niggas' that
Ain't going to grind
When it's peso time
Come out and take your shine dirty
I'm the same nigga that's out of control
Out of control
I put a little malinger out on the roll
Hey the bigger it just got
The calico, I been cocking and loading
I been popping them fours, yeah
Set that aside cause I've got to get those
Got to get those
The finest shit than what you're
Proud of me for
Tell me
The dirty, either you going to
Ride or you don't
Yeah
Inside there's more shit, if
Not, we're gone
Nigga

Now if you're going to ride, get inside
Lets roll
If you're running your mouth, then, shit
Then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you're going to ride
Get inside, lets roll
If you're running your mouth
Then, shit, then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
Check it
Was it you that was on the grind dirty

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you
Tell them, watch me now
I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the
Misses' pick me now
You tell them
Watch me now, I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now

Well, if I said it, I've done
It, if I've done it
I did it
And if I, and if I want it
If I don't put it against it
The way that I should spend it
To get just how I should
All money ain't good money but
No money ain't good
I took the hood tactics and
Plot with musical talents
Trying to create a balance in
Between Minnesota and Dallas
Never matters when I'm speaking
If you're peeping
Just let me know
I'm guaranteed to keep it cracking
Just like eggs hitting the floor
I'm dotting, just want to be, I ask
Clipping the wings
I want to fly ass
Only Q and D Miles can look down on me
Maybe, I should bee bee in my
Head, I put it down
Homie

Now if you're going to ride, get inside
Lets roll
If you're running your mouth, then, shit
Then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
If you're going to ride
Get inside, lets roll
If you're running your mouth
Then, shit, then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me
Were you the one that's on the grind
Check it
Was it you that was on the grind dirty

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, you
Tell them, watch me now
I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the
Misses' pick me now
You tell them
Watch me now, I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the misses' pick me now