Gang, fff beep
Gang, gang gang
I gotta shine like it aint shit 
I gotta grind like it aint shit 
These shoes I wear then Im shit sit 
Look at my diamonds, look at my wrist 
I gotta grind like it aint shit 
I gotta shine like it aint shit 
Me, I gotta grind like it aint shit
Ima shine like it aint shit 
I gotta grind like it aint shit 
When I come out the house I gotta dub 
Me? I cant do the club 
Last time I had to sneak in with the snub 
Had a Royal Rumble in that bitch, punch for punch, blow for blow we did our thingy thingy
Niggas hatin seein me flexin my coat made of fur
Johnny he too far so I hit Clint if I need some burb 
Im a nigga from the Southside of Windy city
Im from the side where niggas die, dont get to see their 20s
Kill one of em, hop in the truck, we bailin out with em 50s 
Yall cant mix me with the rap shit, dont tell me who diss me 
Look, cause I dont give a fuck about it, he aint got no money in his pocket so whats comin out? 
Look and my shoes costs a G, you see that Porsche ridin through Chicago then you know thats me 
I gotta shine like it aint shit 
I gotta grind like it aint shit 
These shoes I wear then Im shit sit 
Look at my diamonds, look at my wrist 
I gotta grind like it aint shit 
I gotta shine like it aint shit 
Me, I gotta grind like it aint shit
Ima shine like it aint shit