[Intro]
Yeah Agent Burke here
Check this shit out, n***a, I got a bust for you
Some major n***as from New York
Slinging rocks over here, majorly
Where they at? Get that gun
Where them matches at, come on!

[Chorus: Vado]
What you know about grinding to the sun up?
Tryna get your ones up
Gotta stay down til you come up
'Fore you start looking like a come up
Let a n***a run up
Guns start swinging like a nunchuck
What you know about grinding to the sun up?
Tryna get your ones up
Gotta stay down til you come up
'Fore you start looking like a come up
Let a n***a run up
Guns start swinging like a nunchuck

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
You know I'm off the dutches
Pounds in the cupboard
Only God can judge us
You know I got it covered
Sipping on brown water
Five pound order
Got me ready to run out stoop
My other man said he coming for two
It's a good day
Making moves, just like I earn this shit (True)
Busting chops on the Google line
What's a true hustler?
You define
N***a copping work off his two-to-nine
Thirty-two for one
Thirty-five, maybe
I'm like what drought?
N***as searching crazy
Don't cop from strangers, need collateral
Fucking around off desperation, n***as'll hit you with some rabbit food
Classic low piece, got it from thirst
Duck had double R denims going to work
You on Instagram, think you important, fucking bum
You sweat the bitch, I curve the bitch, she annoying
[Chorus: Vado]
What you know about grinding to the sun up?
Tryna get your ones up
Gotta stay down til you come up
'Fore you start looking like a come up
Let a n***a run up
Guns start swinging like a nunchuck
What you know about grinding to the sun up?
Tryna get your ones up
Gotta stay down til you come up
'Fore you start looking like a come up
Let a n***a run up
Guns start swinging like a nunchuck

[Verse 2: Vado]
Yo, I'm the last Dragon
Shells fly when gats blasting
Hoping they'll go over your head, like cast captions
Opening up right here, we past asking
Player, every game I played, I had baskets
Like Forty, sweatsuit, like Nauti
With a bad chick, think rap is type corny
When I'm in the streets, Police be type on me
Said I stayed mixed in beef, like rice roni
I don't jock that
What I wear, you cop that
Talk swagger, I got that
Sour packer, you block that
Where the block at, dope fiends and rock at?
Where I used to rock at SP and my Roc hat
Like I'm fresh up off the short bus
Tryna be for sure'd up
For the long run, not a shortcut
Making sure we for sure'd up
Royal walk shawl'd up
Bunch a hoes, AL.B. sure'd up