FiO Baby - Grind lyrics

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Verse 1:

I Been Gone for a year, damn where I been?

Well I been in the crib self-marketing

Never stagnate, always I'm writing

Picking out beats, always debating

Put the clubs on pause, non celebrating

Cause I been in my cave, straight hibernating

And you know I'm worth the wait, cause ya love my tape

And I know your irate, but no need to hate

Let me explain my myself, and what I've done thus far

Once shot for the stars, now my target is Mars

I been filming a show, called "16 bars"

I'm a rare find, like a Charizard

Tried out, made the cut, 2010, July

Made it to the end, took the stage with pride

But to my fans, I can never lie

I don't really know, if the show will survive (Hey! )

I'd like to apologize, to my fans, all of ya'll

I'm so sorry, my bad, I dropped the ball,

I love every single fan I get

But you are all I need, so please just forgive me, as I sing...

Chorus:

I, I been on my grind

I can only grind for so long

Verse 2:

Been Gone for a year, damn where I been?

Well I've been in my hole, been studying

Tupac, Asher, and Joe Budden,

Billy Joel, Kanye, and Eminem

So when it's my time, they'll let me in

Cause I deserve a shot, un huh, Amen

Cause I'm gettin nice, metaphors on cue

Plus I can sit back, tell a story or two

See ya gotta be the Drake, but ya gotta be the Asher

Quick punchlines, for something they can dance ta

Ya gotta be the Nas, but ya gotta be the Slim,

Emotional rhymes, that break the ceilings

I write about my life, hoping you'll relate

Cause if ya can't, the truth is a waste

And if it is, I could always lie

But I tried years ago, I just ain't that guy (Hey! )

I'd like to apologize, to my fans, all of ya'll

I'm so sorry, my bad, I dropped the ball,

I love every single fan I get

But you are all I need, so please just forgive me, as I sing...

Chorus:

I, I been on my grind

I can only grind for so long

Verse 3:

Been gone for a year damn where I been?

Well I been Facebook, Youtube, Tweeten

Just tryna to let the world who I am

Caught up in the storm, oh Auntie Em

Spreading links after love in all these forums

Passing out tapes became too boring

34th and 7th way out to Coram

Guess ya boy transformed, Rise of the Fallen

Posing, hose em, hot? he's frozen

Heard Matt say this faggit's folding

Anted up my chips and I went all in

And I did what I could, and I did what I can

Now I'm being compared to I'll musicians

Chris Webby, Mac Miller, and Sammy Adams

With no PR, agent, or label

I networked like FiOs Cable