Grind Time Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Ha-ha, live from Houston Texas 

Your's truly, the Mix Tape Messiah 

Y'all know what time it is, it's grind time, baby 

Chamillitary mayn, the realest 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine 

Not hanging around that corner, I'm chasing and trying to fold a 

Whole stack I stay on my grind, when it's hot or even colder 

Yeah, you know the color, denying it if they told ya 

That I am not just a client mayn, I am the biggest roller 

When it come to that paper, that paper be like my partna 

My paper ain't never heard, the fat lady sing at the opera 

Sitting low in that dropper, on top of the mono-block 

Ya can't let all the hating stop ya, what would you be on the block 

For grinding, that's the reason, yeah, that's the reason you breathing 

If that ain't nowhere around me, then that's the reason I'm leaving 

Gotta go get my G's and show 'em it ain't a problem 

If you'd just get off your bottom, then you'll be saying I got 'em 

Get it like me, maybe live near to see 

While the people mad at your habit, beginning to be 

Such a nusense but we are as real as could be 

And real recognize real but you looking different to me 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine 

King of the Chamillitary camp, cheering for the champ 

BVS's in my necklace, my appearance like a lamp 

Lit up in my ear as they see the king appear 

Haters definitely can't stand it, standing near a chandelier 

I'ma keep on shining, like a Southern playa's spose' 

I'ma keep getting respect, just ask about me round the globe 

Down here the music slowed, if it's tight they call it throwed 

Candy paint cover my do's and them wheels we call em 4's 

Some on-lookers looking, like they wishing that they had 'em 

Balling if I want it, don't play with it go and grab 'em 

Get the old school a couple tools, candy paint and slab 'em 

Go and get the old school DJ Screw and jam it like a anthem 

Don't care 'bout who you know 'cause I'm the illest rapper rapping 

If you think someone better be a good lad and go grab 'em 

For now I just go get it and sit crooked on my Davin's 

And deal with it how I deal with it and do it like a champion 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine 

Friends turn to foes, homies turn to haters 

Further down the road, partnas turn to fakers 

So I'ma keep it true but some will turn to perpetrators 

Won't keep it in control, turn to instigators 

Real is how we roll, use to try to play us 

Patience getting low, switch it to the majors 

Freestyle or flow, mean y'all on different pages 

Got that bidness man grind, had to make a couple changes 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine 

It's grind time, I need mine 

Grind time, I need mine 

Grind time 

(Looking at my watch) 

I, I, I, I, I, I, I need mine