Go Grind
Paul Wall & Chamillionaire Lyrics


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Listen, they say rapping's
A waste of knowledge
Take ya ass to college
Now they broke ass call us
Tryin to ask for dollars
Sittin' behind glass Impala's
High class Impala's
I make two cash deposits
Every time I pass the closet
If niggas looking for the grands
The grands can be spotted
Chamillion's the man
He got it in his hand of wallet
Ain't no If's, and's, about it
That man's the hottest
I accidentally spent five grand

'Cause man, we ballas
We don't shop at family dollars
If your ice is fake?
If you ask me for a verse
I make my price inflate
We still ghetto, lookin for
Some metal mics to break
I'm still hangin around a hood
Like a license plate
I'm not capping cause trust me
You'll know when I'm capping
When I pull out that gat
And you hear that thang click clacking
You hear what that boy said?
Don't be a hard head
Save me some left overs I'm
Through with some raw bread

Let's open, the garage and pull
Them cars out, Why?
Show em how boys in the
Dirty south shiine
Money is on your mind,
Chasing them dollar signs
Get off of you behind and go grind
Yeaah, there's no time, to sleep
We hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miind
Chasing them dollar signs,
You sayin you want to shine?
Then get up off of your
Behind and go grind yeah

They say stuntin's a waste of money
Man, invest it in stocks
Now they homeless and out of work
Ever since Enron flopped
Have a hustle for every season
That's the Babeoulous way
Mo money underneath my mattress
Then you have in your safe

When money slow up? Make a
Different hustle blow up
Alotta cats older then me,
But they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a couple of licks,
Buy some kicks and they quit
I ain't hustling for a fifth
I'm on the grind to get rich
I ain't gone lie I got
Lazy making fifty a week

But when that fifty sunk to ten
I woke up out of my sleep
I don't compete with other ballers
I inspire myself
Self employed, I could write
A check And hire myself
I admire myself, with a
Set of Slabs, salute
All courtisey of my underground,
Mass of loot it don't matter
What it cost just grab some loot
I'll earn it back before your
Class is through it's goin down

Let's open, the garage and pull
Them cars out, Why?
Show em how boys in the
Dirty south shiine
Money is on your mind,
Chasing them dollar signs
Get off of you behind and go grind
Yeaah, there's no time, to sleep
We hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miind
Chasing them dollar signs,
You sayin you want to shine?
Then get up off of your
Behind and go grind yeah

Listen, they say our album just
Dropped and we ain't proved a thing
Look at the Sound Scan scanning
Tell us who's the King
Okay, if we don't hit Top
One hundred on Billboards
We still gone feel joy,
Fifty hundreds in bills boy
We Runnin Houston streets, so
You can say we road runners
You better hide your deer
Like we was Doe Hunters

Never made doe from a dealer,
I'm no dope runna
But I intercept chips like a kick from
A slow punta hut one, hut two
We comin' through, what it do?
Direspecting that Houston
Texas underground? What a fool
It's okay if you DeeJay's
Don't give us radio play
We tell the streets to go get
Our CD today, they obey
Underground CD sella,
Hundred thousand or betta
But I'm not in this game to get a
Grammy letta or metal
Just tryin to make a lot of chedda
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Can you tell us who really ball?
Chamillion and Paul Wall

Let's open, the garage and pull
Them cars out, Why?
Show em how boys in the
Dirty south shiine
Money is on your mind,
Chasing them dollar signs
Get off of you behind and go grind
Yeaah, there's no time, to sleep
We hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miind
Chasing them dollar signs,
You sayin you want to shine?
Then get up off of your
Behind and go grind yeah

Let's open, the garage and pull
Them cars out, Why?
Show em how boys in the
Dirty south shiine
Money is on your mind,
Chasing them dollar signs
Get off of you behind and go grind
Yeaah, there's no time, to sleep
We hustle and grind, all the time
Because money's always on our miind
Chasing them dollar signs,
You sayin you want to shine?




Then get up off of your
Behind and go grind yeah

Overall Meaning

The song "Go Grind" by Paul Wall and Chamillionaire talks about their aspirations to succeed, earn money and gain recognition. They address the criticism that rap is a waste of knowledge and encourage people to pursue their dreams and work hard to achieve them. They highlight the importance of having multiple sources of income and the danger of relying on one, as seen in the Enron scandal.


The lyrics also touch on their experiences in the music industry, where they face challenges getting radio play and recognition from mainstream media. Despite this, they remain proud of their underground success and the support they receive from their fans. The chorus emphasizes the need to hustle and work hard constantly, as money is always on their mind.


Overall, "Go Grind" is an anthem for anyone striving to succeed, urging them to have confidence and perseverance and reminding them that hard work pays off.


Line by Line Meaning

Listen, they say rapping's A waste of knowledge
People say that being a rapper is a waste of intelligence.


Take ya ass to college
They suggest going to college instead.


Now they broke ass call us Tryin to ask for dollars
Now they are broke and asking for money from rappers.


Sittin' behind glass Impala's High class Impala's
They are driving fancy Impalas with bulletproof glass.


I make two cash deposits Every time I pass the closet
I am so wealthy that I can deposit money in two different bank accounts every time I pass my closet.


If niggas looking for the grands The grands can be spotted Chamillion's the man He got it in his hand of wallet Ain't no If's, and's, about it That man's the hottest
If someone is looking for a lot of money, they can easily spot it with Chamillionaire. He's the hottest rapper and he's carrying that money in his pocket. No questions asked.


I accidentally spent five grand 'Cause man, we ballas We don't shop at family dollars
I spent five thousand dollars by accident, but that's okay because we are ballers. We don't shop at stores like Family Dollar.


If your ice is fake? If you ask me for a verse I make my price inflate We still ghetto, lookin for Some metal mics to break
If your jewelry is fake, I won't lower my price to rap on your track. We are still in the ghetto, trying to find anything we can use as a microphone stand.


I'm still hangin around a hood Like a license plate
I am still hanging out in the hood like a license plate is attached to a car in the hood.


Let's open, the garage and pull Them cars out, Why? Show em how boys in the Dirty south shiine Money is on your mind, Chasing them dollar signs Get off of you behind and go grind Yeaah, there's no time, to sleep We hustle and grind, all the time Because money's always on our miind Chasing them dollar signs, You sayin you want to shine? Then get up off of your Behind and go grind yeah
Let's show everyone how fancy our cars are by pulling them out of the garage. We are always chasing money and need to get to work. We don't have time to sleep, we are always hustling and grinding. If you want to be successful, get up and work hard.


They say stuntin's a waste of money Man, invest it in stocks Now they homeless and out of work Ever since Enron flopped
People say that showing off your wealth is a waste of money. They suggest investing in stocks instead. However, those same people ended up homeless and out of work after the Enron scandal.


Have a hustle for every season That's the Babeoulous way Mo money underneath my mattress Then you have in your safe
You need to have multiple hustles at different times of the year to be successful. That's the Babeoulous way. I keep more money under my mattress than you do in your safe.


When money slow up? Make a Different hustle blow up Alotta cats older then me, But they ain't never grow up Boys hit a couple of licks, Buy some kicks and they quit I ain't hustling for a fifth I'm on the grind to get rich
When money isn't coming in, find a new way to make money. Some people who are older than me haven't grown up yet. Other guys make quick money and quit, but I am not just trying to make some money. I am working hard to get rich.


I ain't gone lie I got Lazy making fifty a week But when that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep
I admit that I became lazy when making 50 dollars a week, but when that dropped to 10 dollars, I woke up and started hustling again.


I don't compete with other ballers I inspire myself Self employed, I could write A check And hire myself I admire myself, with a Set of Slabs, salute All courtisey of my underground, Mass of loot it don't matter What it cost just grab some loot I'll earn it back before your Class is through it's goin down
I don't compete with other people who have money, I inspire myself to work harder. I am self-employed and can write myself a check. I am proud of my expensive cars, and they were all paid for by my underground music money. I don't care how much things cost, I will just work harder to make more money than you while I am still in school.


Listen, they say our album just Dropped and we ain't proved a thing Look at the Sound Scan scanning Tell us who's the King
People are saying that our new album hasn't proven anything yet. However, just look at our Sound Scan numbers and see who the real king is.


Okay, if we don't hit Top One hundred on Billboards We still gone feel joy, Fifty hundreds in bills boy
Even if we don't hit the top one hundred spot on Billboard charts, we are still going to feel joy because we have hundreds of fifty dollar bills.


We Runnin Houston streets, so You can say we road runners You better hide your deer Like we was Doe Hunters
We are running the streets of Houston, so you can call us road runners. You better hide your money, like we were deer hunters.


Never made doe from a dealer, I'm no dope runna But I intercept chips like a kick from A slow punta hut one, hut two We comin' through, what it do? Direspecting that Houston Texas underground? What a fool It's okay if you DeeJay's Don't give us radio play We tell the streets to go get Our CD today, they obey
I've never made money by selling drugs, but I make money in other ways. We are coming through strong and people should not disrespect the underground Houston music scene. It's okay if DJs don't play our music on the radio, because people will still find a way to listen.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHAD L. BUTLER, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, WILLIE M. HUTCH, PAUL D. BEAUREGARD, JORDAN HOUSTON

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isolate2elevate

I’m not hustling for a fit I’m on a grind to get rich 💯💯💯

A Regime Change Is Imminent

Real talk! You gotta put in your own work! Don't depend on the next man!💯

Christian Garcia-Hernandez

I stilll bump Chamillitary Mayne until I die!!!

TripleM Tycoon

“I make 2 cash deposits every time I pass, the closet”

yellarose67

paul was still hungry at this time!!!!

wee woo wee woo

only real ones know. Htown baby

HI RISK

Recession music

ricocasekfan

Is there an different version of this? I believe i've heard one with a different chorus

Tharsan Jeyachandran

maybe the choped n screwed version not sure im from Australia.

Houston Hines

Different beat and chorus

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