Lyrics S2s - Flawless Real Talk

S2s

I’m on the grind doing numbers
Puttin' in time, no one can take it from us
Yeah, so when they ask me how to come up
I tell them grind from summer to the summer
Put it all on the line from the summer to the summer
Keeping that state of mind from the summer to the summer
Some never seen the grind
They only see the shine
Well I’ll put you in the loop, so you can see I’m so divine
I gotta keep it true, when all they do is feed them lies
Appetite for destruction 'til you eat that humble pie, what’s up?
These stunts of you look more like a stunt double
Clout over respect, just so they can stunt double
They saying this one’s trouble (why?)
'Cause I never play the hand that I was dealt
I don’t like them then I shuffle
I made it out of the scuffle
Bleeding from every knuckle
No matter how many fumbles, we brought it back to the huddle
We go back up, back down, 'cept we never back down
Besides, I just landed more punches in the last round
Cash out, don’t let the game use you for a cash cow
And never pass up any knowledge they try to pass down
I’m rapping like a king, that’s that Wakanda flow
If you ain’t spreading wisdom, then you gotta go
I never got distracted by the pot of gold
I turned my two cents to a dollar though
I’m on the grind doing numbers
Puttin' in time, no one can take it from us
Yeah, so when they ask me how to come up
I tell them grind from summer to the summer
Put it all on the line from the summer to the summer
Keeping that state of mind from the summer to the summer
We talk about numbers, I wake up, let’s get up and go
2 on the 10, my niggas, let’s put up the dough
Pull up, I’m froze, the stands and fans and foes
We started from nickles to quarters to to boss
We be, surgery all in your artieries
We be living the summer
You niggas be rapping and all that be forgery
I be paying homage to all who did it in front of me
Cheffin' in the game, all of my niggas be hungry
Hundred racks turned into a couple mill
When them numbers up go and snatch
Just got a complex signed deal
In hindsight I got an iron fist, I am steel
Bark is loud, but talk is cheap, whatever
No matter who buzzin' I’m swarmin', I got a vendetta
Crown me a king, I found me a queen Kereta
I’m sippin' on Henny, we talkin' 'bout numbers, let’s get them
I’m on the grind doing numbers
Puttin' in time, no one can take it from us
Yeah, so when they ask me how to come up
I tell them grind from summer to the summer
Put it all on the line from the summer to the summer
Keeping that state of mind from the summer to the summer