Lifes a cold game
Everyday that I awake
Take a knee and thank the man
Cause I gotta give him praise
Ask for my forgiveness
For my sins from yesterday
Doing wrong to get right
But I gotta get paid
Product of the streets
Im a hustler by trade
In the belly of the beast
Its either play get played
My family gotta eat
I might have to go shade
Hope I covered in the blood
As I get threw the day
Gotta stand tall
Threw all consequences
No matter what it is
Always handle my business
Lifes about choices
Gotta make the right decisions
Right or wrong choice
Equals good or bad living
Aint no take backs
You did it once you did it
In any game you play
You gone get it how you live it
Play the game foul
And foul yo game ending
Cant plant a mustard seed
If you tryna grow spinach
Aye man lifes a tidal wave
Pick which wave you gone ride
Im a husltla
So Im grinding
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
Not behind bars
Yet Im still caged in
Raised in poverty I gotta eat
Its not pretend
Pray to God daily
Lord forgive me for my sins
If a nigga try to play
Gotta put his life to end
And no Im not a killa
But I am a real man
Knock a fake nigga down
To help a real nigga stand
Not the life I choose
But the one that choose me
Tryna get it out the streets
Is how I caught them felonies
In 1998
Thats when I caught 3
Now its
Still a bullet in my knee
I caught a pistol case
Then and still I packs my heat
Cause lifes a cold game
And I aint tryna be deceased
Like I said pick you poison
What ever you do
You still grinding
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
Skrill Gates - Grind My Life Away (Prod. By Aaron Carter) Lyrics
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Lifes a cold game
Everyday that I awake
Take a knee and thank the man
Cause I gotta give him praise
Ask for my forgiveness
For my sins from yesterday
Doing wrong to get right
But I gotta get paid
Product of the streets
Im a hustler by trade
In the belly of the beast
Its either play get played
My family gotta eat
I might have to go shade
Hope I covered in the blood
As I get threw the day
Gotta stand tall
Threw all consequences
No matter what it is
Always handle my business
Lifes about choices
Gotta make the right decisions
Right or wrong choice
Equals good or bad living
Aint no take backs
You did it once you did it
In any game you play
You gone get it how you live it
Play the game foul
And foul yo game ending
Cant plant a mustard seed
If you tryna grow spinach
Aye man lifes a tidal wave
Pick which wave you gone ride
Im a husltla
So Im grinding
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
Not behind bars
Yet Im still caged in
Raised in poverty I gotta eat
Its not pretend
Pray to God daily
Lord forgive me for my sins
If a nigga try to play
Gotta put his life to end
And no Im not a killa
But I am a real man
Knock a fake nigga down
To help a real nigga stand
Not the life I choose
But the one that choose me
Tryna get it out the streets
Is how I caught them felonies
In 1998
Thats when I caught 3
Now its
Still a bullet in my knee
I caught a pistol case
Then and still I packs my heat
Cause lifes a cold game
And I aint tryna be deceased
Like I said pick you poison
What ever you do
You still grinding
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
Everyday that I awake
Take a knee and thank the man
Cause I gotta give him praise
Ask for my forgiveness
For my sins from yesterday
Doing wrong to get right
But I gotta get paid
Product of the streets
Im a hustler by trade
In the belly of the beast
Its either play get played
My family gotta eat
I might have to go shade
Hope I covered in the blood
As I get threw the day
Gotta stand tall
Threw all consequences
No matter what it is
Always handle my business
Lifes about choices
Gotta make the right decisions
Right or wrong choice
Equals good or bad living
Aint no take backs
You did it once you did it
In any game you play
You gone get it how you live it
Play the game foul
And foul yo game ending
Cant plant a mustard seed
If you tryna grow spinach
Aye man lifes a tidal wave
Pick which wave you gone ride
Im a husltla
So Im grinding
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
Not behind bars
Yet Im still caged in
Raised in poverty I gotta eat
Its not pretend
Pray to God daily
Lord forgive me for my sins
If a nigga try to play
Gotta put his life to end
And no Im not a killa
But I am a real man
Knock a fake nigga down
To help a real nigga stand
Not the life I choose
But the one that choose me
Tryna get it out the streets
Is how I caught them felonies
In 1998
Thats when I caught 3
Now its
Still a bullet in my knee
I caught a pistol case
Then and still I packs my heat
Cause lifes a cold game
And I aint tryna be deceased
Like I said pick you poison
What ever you do
You still grinding
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
I be checking mine
Threw the night and several times a day
My lady on my line like
You gone grind yo life away
Grind my life away
I like that ha ha I grind my life away
Writer: Aamir Zaid
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid