Lyrics:

When I´m on the grind
Somebody´s always tapping on my shoulder and I´m trying
To get a piece/peace of mine/mind but I just can´t find the time
My baby´s always calling me crying on the line
Won´t you please come home to me

(Noun)
Sometimes I wonder how this rapping thing would look like
Without a hundred other crappy things that took my
Attention and time away from this rhyme I´m trying to say
Trying to conquer the world but ain´t got time today
I´m on the grind today - until when? - I don´t know
Striving for pursuing my goals but moving kinda slow
Gotta find the dough - gotta pay the rent
On the grind for sure - got a lady friend
Saying that she loves me and asking later when
The album drop and the video shot yo maybe then
Could we find a little time to chill and play again?
And not fall asleep after sex but hit the hay again?
But working later than Letterman´s the state I´m in
I´m married to this music making but I hate it when
I have to end up wondering where my baby went
But for now don´t tap my shoulder - play that break again

(hook)
(Chords)
Nah pretty pretty please - I roam the city streets
Little bit of sticky green clears up my mind when I´m in between
A rock and a hard place - they got me speeding like a
Cop in car chase don´t stop and I don´t break
See time flies so I´m living it up
I always check my stop watch and I divvy it up
Between the ladies and the studio I hardly see my family
I´m playing and I´m doing shows caught up in it gradually
I miss my mother miss my sisters and brothers
But I gotta keep working can´t listen to others
And I´m caught up right now but I´ll visit this summer
And when the album drops I´ll blow y´all a kiss on the cover
But for now I´m chilling right here music filling my ears
Been through it and you