Lyrics Getting Mine - Zuby, Wänz

Getting Mine

Chyeeea, Bad Man
(Hustling, struggling, bubbling, doubling)
Phase 2
(Hustling, struggling, bubbling, doubling)
I’m on the grind
Yo!
The flow is semi-auto, so special like Mavado
No Zuby in Serato y’all are stuck with that McDonald’s
Fast food rap tunes, bottles, models, hollows
But the buck that bought a bottle could have flipped and struck the lotto ay
That’s Illmatic son, I’m ill damn it dunn
Come get some you little bum you ain’t number one
Ladies say they love my sound, underground I need a crown
Every time I come around lyrically I gun 'em down
I raise the bar like I’m working on a bench press (yes)
I raise the bar like the freedom from a pen stretch (yes)
So many bars, you would think I wasn’t hench yet
But the boy is hench yes 100K for ten reps (chyeeea!)
I hold it down like a fitted in the bad breeze
I hold it down like a baby in the back seat
I’ll hold it down till I’m old and got some mad cheese
On an island mad trees, hundred chicks and mad seeds
What you say to a hater when they see you on the grind?
(what?)
You should be getting yours, cuz I’ll be getting mine
What you say to a hater when they see you on the grind?
(what?)
You should be getting yours, cuz I’ll be getting mine
Been a long time but you know I’m gon' do it
Been a rough time but we all go through it
On the grind (chyea)
I’m on the grind (chyea)
I’m on the grind (chyea)
I’m getting mine
Stay hungry is the motto, so hustle never dawdle
Stay fluid in staccato, you should thank me 'obrigado'
Stay hungry like a model, keep pushing on the throttle
Be the toughest act to follow like I’m Puff at the Apollo (chyea)
Illest with the rap tunes, trillest with the track moves
Hustle like the trap goons, villain with the stack moves
Trying to bring em light chyea I’ve gotta give em hope man
Places in the world where they just look up to the dope man
And that ain’t hope man people living broke man
Put it in my music 'stead of rapping bout a coke plan
Call it conscious like a kufi and a backpack
More than likely see me pair of Jordans and a snapback (chyea)
80's baby so you know I’m bringing crack back
Old school heads talking ‘bout I’m bringing rap back (chyeeea!)
Hustle hard, hit the road, clear the knapsack
Do it all again until I bring a fricking plaque back
Hustling, struggling, bubbling, doubling
Told you cats (chill!)
Why you trying to bring trouble in?
Hustling, struggling, bubbling, doubling
Told you cats (chill!)
Why you trying to bring trouble in?
Hustling, struggling, bubbling, doubling
Told you cats (chill!)
Why you trying to bring trouble in?
Hustling, struggling, bubbling, doubling
Ayy ayy ayy (chill!)
Are you down with Zuby?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah hey on the
Yeah yeah
On the grind