I’m Joe Grind

[Intro]
[?] uh, last night, yeah?
Yeah
You can leave 1000 uh, for give uh, but me
She's on her grind
This for, pay or, [?] buy, but me no have any right now
I'm on the grind
Spare

[Verse 1]
This the beats that Boomblast gives me
It feels like it's got [?]
Trumpets and shit, makes me feel like I'm [?] (Prince)
You should feel this beat (Yeah)
Joe Grind's on fire, you can feel my heat (I'm so hot)
I'm laying that fire on the beats
[?] see me, you can light a spliff (Yeah)
Put your other gloves on, 'cause this will burn your mitts (Mitts)
You should put your hands together 'cause
This one is a hit (Hit)
See the way that I spit? (Yeah)
It's from hundreds of mistakes
Now I know what not to do, and what I shouldn't say (Say)
Now I know, I can blow it, in many different ways (Ways)
Now I kinda figured out, what image to portray (Woo)
Yeah I might be on the beat (Beat)
But I'm more into making P's (P's)
I shot 10s to make 100s
Tryna turn it into G's (G's)
If I'm turning Q's, half a 9, tryna think of keys (Keys)
Blud, give me them ingredients, I'm tryna make some cheese (Cheese)

[Chorus]
You can tell I'm on the (Grind)
Everyday I'm on the (Grind)
On road I'm on the (Grind)
I'm Joe motherfucking (Grind)
You can tell that you feel Joe
And the way that I rhyme, you can tell I'm from Spare No
You can tell I'm on the (Grind)
Everyday I'm on the (Grind)
On road I'm on the (Grind)
I'm Joe motherfucking (Grind)
You can tell that you feel Joe
And the way that I rhyme, you can tell I'm from Spare No

[Verse 2]
I'm the nicest sup'm (Nicest)
I'm like all purpose, I'm a spiciest sup'm (Yeah)
But still I got three days to make seven tracks (Tracks)
No bullshit, he only wants the nicest stuff (Nicest stuff)
So then I call Darkman and Bloomblast
To get me some tough beats that I can give the hard rass
Rate down some hard bars
Master the flows
So if I start a track at 10, I start next one by half past

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm on the hard block
I laced me with tracks (Tracks)
On road shotting green, and in the booth I'm spitting crack (Crack)
You might catch me in Unit 10 sipping on some yak (Yak)
Laying down some hard bars, or selling a couple bags (Yeah)
Now I'm on the hard block
I laced me with tracks (Tracks)
On road shotting green, and in the booth I'm spitting crack (Crack)
You might catch me in Unit 10 sipping on some yak (Yak)
Laying down some hard bars, or selling a couple bags (Yeah)

[Chorus]
You can tell I'm on the (Grind)
Everyday I'm on the (Grind)
On road I'm on the (Grind)
I'm Joe motherfucking (Grind)
You can tell that you feel Joe
And the way that I rhyme, you can tell I'm from Spare No
You can tell I'm on the (Grind)
Everyday I'm on the (Grind)
On road I'm on the (Grind)
I'm Joe motherfucking (Grind)
You can tell that you feel Joe
And the way that I rhyme, you can tell I'm from Spare No