Grand Rising Lyrics

Yeah, wake up in the morning and it's back to the mission

A little stretch and yawning and it's back in the kitchen

Back to the pot, we whipping up from scratch in the kitchen

We got fiends around the block, they out there scratching and itching

They like they need it, they need it, they need another fix

That potent product, we got it, we on some other shit

I'm on some other shit, big business, I'm on that money tip

Cash cow, breaking the piggy bank, on some hunger shit

Like I ain't eating in days, divide the pie many ways

We fly it higher till we crash on some dummy shit

I keep it Greezy for Sheezy, I'm on that muddy shit

I'm on that dirty shit, let's clean it up a bit

Black tie, keep a suit tailored, I'm too player

Game recognize game, yo, who is you, player

True player might be labbing with the bands wiling

We be making toast to the host with the most grand rising