[Intro]
I be on my grind man (x4)

[Chorus] (x2)
Yeah, I be on my grind man
I don't really give a f*ck what you saying
Stop the hating, and the spraying
I be rolling in yo spot with 50 times yo cadence

[Verse 1]
Ahh… Omoi on the starting lane
Tryna make his own name
He’s playing out all his moves
To make yo head bob in the groove
Plus he needa find a way to eat
Tired of scraping coins off the streets
No more looking up to the floors
Before his mommy kick him out the doors
Making his way to get paid in rolls
Eating cheap outta ramen bowls
Making beats in the dark pitch
Hustling to get from poor to rich

[Chorus] (x2)
Yeah, I be on my grind man
I don't really give a f*ck what you saying
Stop the hating, and the spraying
I be rolling in yo spot with 50 times yo cadence
[Verse 2]
Ahh…
Shifting into low gear
Tryna get a grip so he can climb his way up outta here
Yahh…
Applied up to every store
Never got the part so he was stressing till his eyes were sore
Ohh…
Creating art night and day
Tryna build a fan base to show himself around the place
Yahh…
Got clients coming in and out
Got the money building up Omoi is a baller now

[Bridge]
Yahh…
Keep on pedaling
I’mma keep on pedaling (X3)

Chorus: (x2)
Yeah, I be on my grind man
I don't really give a f*ck what you saying
Stop the hating, and the spraying
I be rolling in yo spot with 50 times yo cadence