And I´m grindin' til I´m tired
They say "You ain´t grindin' til you tired"
So I´m grindin' with my eyes wide

Looking to find
A way Through the day
A light For the night

Dear Lord, you´ve done took so many of my people but I´m just wonderin' why
You haven´t taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?


[Verse 1:]
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary

Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine

Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide
I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"

From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no $#&@in' reason

And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
'Cause that's Jesus people
And The Game, he's the equal

Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle


[Chorus:]
And I´m grindin' til I´m tired

They say "You ain´t grindin' til you tired"
So I´m grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find

A way Through the day
A light For the night
Dear Lord, you´ve done took so many of my people but I´m just wonderin' why

You haven´t taken
Like what the hell am I doing right?


(My Life) [x3]