Heyse - By Any Means Lyrics

Yea, tired of waiting on the sidelines
Has to be a point when I say
F*ck it man, it's my time
Life is short as shit
Please excuse my French
But Napoleon knew that
So he conquered that shit
Gotta little sis in school
Grinding hard for scholarships
Mama working two jobs tryna help out and pay rent
Once upon a time
Had a chance I could've moved bricks
Or that loud
But my moms louder
When pissed
So I chilled quick
I gotta rep
And do this shit for the DMV
They banking on me
No PNC
To bring the trophy H-O-M-E
Been a minute since 14th
Connecticut
And U Street
Or Fells Point
In Body more
With the homies wilding tryna get a piece
But eventually you gotta eat
Junk food won't last forever
Eventually you'll have to do better
Success comes to those who are clever
Gotta make my sis proud
She been waiting on this for years now
Brag Tee, I'm here now

I gotta grind so I can keep a stack
I ain't getting younger that's a fact
So a brother gotta get it by any means
Means, means, means, means

I don't wanna be here
Any more than you want me to
I'm so sincere
And yea I get tired of hearing
All your gossip on the phone
About me living in the basement
And how I need to find my own
Like I don't pay my bills on time
Get up every morning to go grind
Then come back home and work some more on my life
But
I promise if I keep feeding my mind
And I keep stacking this bread
I'm gon leave this house in time
It won't be no hard feelings when I make it though
When I come home with the stack
My vision will be clearer
Though
I'm quiet about my business
I'm always tryna plot a master scheme to grow my digits
To make sure that you're good
And make sure I fulfill my wishes
It's barely bout me
I can be selfish
But how else am I gon make sure we breathe
In a world, where people like us are not supposed to succeed
But I'm here when you need me
You just gotta believe in me

I gotta grind so I can keep a stack
I ain't getting younger that's a fact
So a brother gotta get it by any means
Means, means, means, means

Not many people match this grind
Been rapping this real shit since 05'
I stay live
All I know is grind
Folks think I'm Jamaican
Multiple ways to stay caking
Many niggas be hating
But it's only cause
They be waiting
For a brother like me to give a handout like
They paying
Or like I witnessed Jehovah
But y'all bugging me worse
Than a mosquito
Bruh
I told ya
I don't do this shit for y'all
I do this for yungins at home
So they can learn to ball
I don't do this shit for the broads
Gotta keep that space
In place in case I ever fall
I do this shit for the streets
Niggas with degrees
Do this shit for the culture
What others wanna be
I do this shit for Lateef
Homie RIP
My homeboy new talent
Way before the Shanghai streets

I gotta grind so I can keep a stack
I ain't getting younger that's a fact
So a brother gotta get it by any means
Means, means, means, means

Black on Black

Gotta get it by any means
Means, means, means, means
Ayy!
This track mean mean mean mean mean
Ayy!

Yea
But you know it's hard to balance this shit
With a relationship
It's always two sides to a story