Grindin My Whole Life (remix) Lyrics - Singles - Childish Gambino

I've been grindin' my whole life, nigga 

I've been grindin' my whole life, Rosenberg 

I've been grindin' my whole life, Fam 

Yo, let me see, yo, uh 

Stuntin' on the low so they feel better 

Damn, why they hatin' on a real nigga? 

East side Atlanta where they kill niggas 

I was in a coma but I stayed with you 

I'll be right by your side, radio play me that new 3005 

Bino won't die, illest rapper alive 

See what's up with Fredo when I'm out in the Chi 

Murder everything I touch, but I don't know why 

And he can get the business, your girlfriend love me 

Turn it up, who is this? Shots at your fitted 

Gra-ta-ta, are we not that fly? 

Are we not young God, is this not black excellence? 

I could lie to you people but my soul too sensitive 

Gam-b, y'all ain't got shit on me, man I'm so fly, like XYZ 

Threat to the throne, man, I'ma murder this 

You are such a poser, you ain't ever heard of this 

Shots at you fake boys walkin' 'round in turtlenecks 

And a du-rag? Wanna be me so bad 

And the hair so homeless, record labels want us 

Bino well read, like Octobers 

Hit me on my Snapchat, hit me on my Nextel Chirp 

Run up on them boys, get murked 

Nigga sit down, he can't stand me 

Curly black hair, bright pink panties 

Blush on the vanity, tanner with her ass out 

We don't have to love each other, she just wanna cash out 

Stone Mountain bitch, run it off a mixtape 

This is for my niggas up in Onyx getting shitfaced 

He just dropped a mixtape, she got so excited 

Took her to a Clippers game and niggas ain't invited 

Drugs on the rider, need to clean my act up 

Man, I thought he was an actor 

Thought he was a fuckin' joke, when I wrote them fuckin' notes 

Everything I do is dope, I hope you niggas overdose 

I hope you niggas hear the truth, so honest in my interviews 

If Parker Lewis couldn't lose, I'm blackin' out at Tongue & Groove 

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Royalty, I run the crew, we them boys 

Yo, I've been grindin' my whole life, nigga 

Nah I'm talkin' 'bout? 

I'm just sayin' I'm grindin' my whole life, nigga 

Nah know I'm talkin' 'bout? 

Yo, I got some more, I got some more, yeah, yeah 

Let me see, Imma try and go in, uh, uhm 

Mothafuckin' right, we the niggas huffin' OG 

In the club tryna keep it low key, she was all on my D 

Then we fell out of it 

Cause I'm never really there and she tired of it 

Real nigga shit, real love, real pain, real intimate 

These niggas so scared, I'm killin' it 

These niggas so scared, I'm killin' it 

So serious, gave the wrong young niggas money 

They gave the wrong young niggas money 

Gave the wrong young niggas money 

Schoolin' these niggas, got so many zeros they think I'm a dummy 

Unlike these other niggas, man I'm really from Atlanta 

This dark-skinned art student with light-skinned advantage 

I'm ahead of my time, online messiah 

Who spits so much fire that you a God damned liar 

If you say he ain't hot, numbers don't lie 

Niggas do though, when they say he ain't cold 

Niggas need to learn code, man I'm sick with the Python 

Mothafucka I'm ill 

Born just to die, that's the human curse 

The world in my words, spit a universe 

I know they hate a nigga down in Spin Mag 

Worst album, best song, how you spin that? 

The best part is that they love Chance 

But our fans are the same, you should fuck with your man 

And I wonder what they'd say if that EP drop 

"His verse was wack, his verse was hot" 

I'm on my jock cause I don't need these hoes 

They're all the same so I don't need these clothes 

Same white shirt with his nappy ass hair 

Like "bitch do I look like I care?" 

Nah, in the end they will notice that we've been God 

I watched these niggas switch jerseys when your team lost 

And yet it's bitch move nigga, make the show 6 figures 

Then you fly to Kauai for a week off 

And his girl's body lookin' like a centaur 

They do what they can, I do what I want 

Let's move it along, the point of this song 

I think you doin' fine all the time, drop a fuckin' bomb, nigga Vietnam 

On my mom with my hand to God 

So my hand's on my fuckin' chest 

But you didn't notice 

Niggas hang around like we didn't notice 

Niggas can't help me but they want a selfie 

Cause their girl is a fan and they really love us? 

Photos 

Know behind closed doors 

You fuck with the kid or you still not sure? 

Be a man about it 

Don't talk your shit and shake hands about it 

Be a man, I doubt it, I don't know 

I've been grindin' my whole life