Fit For The Grind 2 feat. Penz
Cam'ron Lyrics


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(feat. Penz)
[Verse 1: Penz]
I'm seein everything, from currupt politics
To my cop killers runnin loose with the hollow tips
Niggaz poppin shit, body bags, pop em' quick
Sometimes it's like only me that acknoledge this
When you rapidly movin, shootin and runnin through life
There's a chance you can crash, loser be under the pike(Damn)
Man I thought I was nice, runnin and pumpin the white
Then I slipped the interrogation room, I'm under the light
I felt the pressure, they test ya, and try to make ya rat
But I'm ahead of the weather, so I'm a take the wrap
I was ready cop, time in ready for shot
Then the feds startin talkin bout I was heavy with rocks
It's the life that I live, shit'll stay right in my crib
Movement from the allen to the feds extra indited the kid
Now they pressin me hard, talkin bout attendin the L
District attorny like "I recommend you to tell"
But I live by zoo, scavenger homie a beast
Calabar backsmackin you cowards that boney and weak
Stop flippin them dimes, cause if you can't do your time
Homeboy, you not fuckin fit for the grind

[Hook: Penz]
You not fuckin fit for the grind
You not fuckin fit for the grind
You not fuckin fit for the grind
You not fuckin fit for the grind

[Verse 2: Cam'ron*]
Yo, won't hear a sound from your kids
They'll get found by the bridge
In a fridge, it's cold, you ain't around for the bibs
Keep the pounds by the ribs, I ain't down for your fibs
So high, yo I had to lie your cuffs around the crib
Where I used to live, but the truth of it is
We is always on the run, I'm harborin a fugitive
Dust and dirt, they comin in with the cuffs and they hurt
Chirp, we must be alert, harry start flushin the work
I see the canines ya'll, put the guns in the cieling(man, shut the fuck)
I get the numbest feelin, like I'm done with dealin
Me, James, and Duke, this ain't no fed tale
They came in 10 deep 12 guages, red shells
Now I'm thinkin of foreman, tanya, maybe lawrence
Could be they correspondants, do I got any warrants(shit)
Who droppin the dimes, fast forward unlock your mind
To the block of mine, off of weed sold 15, copped out the nine
When it rains, it pours, we never seen it drizzle
He got foreign shit, I've seen many nickel
I ain't being fickle, these shots, they gon' tickle
My money, honey, bun bun, I love to see it trickle
Vista seas are trickles, (huh)more than sniffles
Pull the pistol on yourself, it'll leave you crippled
Stop flippin them dimes, if you can't do your time
Homeboy, you ain't fuckin fit for the grind

[Hook: Penz]
You not fuckin fit for the grind
You not fuckin fit for the grind




You not fuckin fit for the grind
You not fuckin fit for the grind

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Cam'ron's song Fit For The Grind 2 feat. Penz delve into the harsh reality of the streets and the consequences that criminals face for their actions. Penz's verse talks about witnessing corrupt politics, cop killers, and the pressure to take the fall for illegal activities. He refuses to snitch, even if it means taking the wrap for a crime he did not commit. Cam'ron's verse touches on similar themes, discussing the dangers of drug trafficking and the constant threat of arrest. He mentions a friend who was caught with foreign drugs and how it all came crashing down. In both verses, the message is clear: if you can't handle the consequences of living a dangerous lifestyle, then you're not fit for the grind.


The repetition of the hook, "You not fuckin fit for the grind," emphasizes the idea that living a life of crime is not for everyone. The use of slang and vivid imagery help paint a picture of life on the streets, from body bags to fridges to handcuffs. The song is a cautionary tale, a warning to those who think they can handle life in the fast lane. Ultimately, the lyrics suggest that the only way to survive is to stay true to yourself and be prepared to face the consequences of your actions.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm seein everything, from currupt politics
I am observing and experiencing all aspects of society, including corrupt politics


To my cop killers runnin loose with the hollow tips
I am aware of murderers who have killed police officers and are still free, armed with dangerous ammunition


Niggaz poppin shit, body bags, pop em' quick
People who are talking recklessly and causing trouble may end up getting killed and put in body bags


Sometimes it's like only me that acknoledge this
It feels like I am the only person who understands and acknowledges these issues


When you rapidly movin, shootin and runnin through life
Living a fast and dangerous lifestyle, full of violence and drugs


There's a chance you can crash, loser be under the pike(Damn)
There is a risk of failure and even death in this lifestyle


Man I thought I was nice, runnin and pumpin the white
I used to think I was doing well by selling drugs and making money


Then I slipped the interrogation room, I'm under the light
I was caught and interrogated by the police


I felt the pressure, they test ya, and try to make ya rat
I experienced the pressure of the police trying to make me confess and reveal information about my associates


But I'm ahead of the weather, so I'm a take the wrap
But I am prepared and able to take the consequences without betraying my associates


Now they pressin me hard, talkin bout attendin the L
The police are now pressuring me to attend court and possibly testify


District attorny like "I recommend you to tell"
The district attorney advised me to confess and provide information


Stop flippin them dimes, cause if you can't do your time
Stop selling small amounts of drugs if you are not prepared to face the consequences


Yo, won't hear a sound from your kids
If you cross me or my associates, harm may come to your family


They'll get found by the bridge
Your children may be found dead and dumped by a bridge


In a fridge, it's cold, you ain't around for the bibs
They may be hidden in a cold, lonely place and you will not be there to care for them


Keep the pounds by the ribs, I ain't down for your fibs
I keep large quantities of drugs close by, and I don't tolerate lies


So high, yo I had to lie your cuffs around the crib
I was so high on drugs that I wasn't aware when the police put handcuffs on me


Where I used to live, but the truth of it is
I used to live in a certain place, but the reality is much different now


We is always on the run, I'm harborin a fugitive
We are constantly fleeing from the law, and I am helping a criminal evade justice


Dust and dirt, they comin in with the cuffs and they hurt
The police are coming in forcefully, causing pain and discomfort


Chirp, we must be alert, harry start flushin the work
We need to be on high alert, and someone needs to dispose of the drugs quickly


I see the canines ya'll, put the guns in the cieling(man, shut the fuck)
I see the police dogs, so we need to hide our guns in the ceiling and remain quiet


Now I'm thinkin of foreman, tanya, maybe lawrence
I am worried about the possible involvement of certain people whom I know


Could be they correspondants, do I got any warrants(shit)
They could be informing on me, and I am also concerned if there are any arrest warrants out for me


Who droppin the dimes, fast forward unlock your mind
Who is providing information to the police? I need to think quickly and analyze the situation


To the block of mine, off of weed sold 15, copped out the nine
I used to sell 15-dollar amounts of marijuana, and then I purchased a gun


When it rains, it pours, we never seen it drizzle
The problems and dangers in our lives are constantly increasing, without any relief


He got foreign shit, I've seen many nickel
Someone else has high-quality drugs, but I have seen many different types of drugs


My money, honey, bun bun, I love to see it trickle
I love seeing money come in slowly and steadily


Vista seas are trickles, (huh)more than sniffles
My financial gains are like small streams, and they are more substantial than simple colds


Pull the pistol on yourself, it'll leave you crippled
If you turn a gun on yourself, it will only cause harm and make you weaker


Stop flippin them dimes, if you can't do your time
Stop selling small amounts of drugs if you are not prepared to face the consequences




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Comments from YouTube:

@petesake

Can't believe this is 15 years old. This was a prime time for cam. He always found the nicest dudes from Harlem, Tom gist, penz, a mafia. I used to go nuts to all of this shit. Look in my eyes, fit for the grind, 40 boys, all of it!

@DLaveaux

Right? 💯

@johnnycage6681

Penz was snapping first verse

@WealthyWizard369

Red Shells! Cam killed this. Still bumpin in 2021

@el6285

2022

@WealthyWizard369

@@el6285 yezzir. Stilllll

@lilalienboi666

whole mixtape was fuckin flames.

@gtavflix7238

It's the life that I live
Shoulda stayed right in my crib!!!

@premiumnetwork1953

This song reminds me of Cassidy being shook when sub zero mentioned gilly da kid in that interview

@skrilla4rilla

Premium NETWORK I remember..❗️🤣😭

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