The Grind Lyrics - Worldwide Underground - Erykah Badu

Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe 

If you was raised in the hood well, then you already know 

It be days, it be good but mostly money be slow 

Have you ever been hungry before? 

Steady on the grind, steady on the grind 

'Cause I got to make it happen for one last to make ya know me 

Steady on the grind, steady on the grind 

'Cause I got to make it happen, ain't nobody gone do it for me 

Gotta get these dollars man 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind 

Money on mind, steady on the grind 

Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind 

Money on my mind, it's already on my mind, it's already on my mind 

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Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind 

Money on mind, steady on the grind 

Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind 

Money on my mind, it's already on my mind, it's already on my mind 

Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe 

If you was raised in the hood well then you already know 

It be days it be good but only money be slow 

Have you ever been hungry before? 

Well, I'm a freedom fighter, this killa keep him off his Darbie 

People army guerrilla, economic development down for manual labor 

Revolutionary hustler fund raiser, catch me doing outreach 

See me running the streets politically educated but never graduated 

Call me doc like my dude Shakure fight for the core 

Have you ever been hungry before? Nigga fa sure 

Mommy got a job makin' 'bout six somethin' an hour 

She became the breadwinner when daddy was unemployed 

Working forty plus hours and kissing ass 

Seeming like the only honest way she can get some cash 

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She struggglin' she don't know I be hustlin' pulling my own weight 

I be hearing them fuss and fightin' at night mad late 

Over economics; it's logic meaning they don't got it 

Living in the projects, money's the only object 

She makes $280 a week, standing on her feet 

The ends ain't even meeting the family ain't eatin' 

'Cause if taxes is ten percent, and the rest if for the rent 

Then crime is what u get and niggaz is innocent 

See it really ain't about if you eatin' or not eatin' 

It's freedom or not freedom, breathin' or not breathin' 

'Nother day, 'nother way, 'nother dollar spent 

Gotta make a revolution out of fifteen cent