Always on the grind, always down to ride

Bump bump kick till the wheels fall off

Nothin' on my mind, skatin' till

I die Bump bump kick till the wheels fall off

Yo, it's going down

You about to witness

Pound fo' pound

Best contenders in the business

We lift the globe on our own, defy physics

And we keep our sound mo' precious then jail visits

Always stay ahead, even if the wheels broke

Some HD40 keep us smooth on the rode

We done made moves down to the deepest trenches

A little kick flip, ollie over lunch benches

Chillin' on deck something on the boards

Grind to ya black till our ten toes are sore

Stars in the makin' so you betta take a flick

And if ya down to roll just pump pump kick

Now, it's just one of those thangs

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid

Always on the grind (skate, skate)

Say it's just one of those thangs

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid

Always down to ride (skate, skate)

Ay yo, old school flava with new school kicks

Curb hop, hip hop, funk the skate kids

Sidewalk swerving, freestyle fellowships

Fat lace, finger flip, hang on my grip 'cause

I'm crusin' down the street on my skateboard

Jockin' the freaks, pimp slappin' you hos

Stuck in the lome, 'cause the 5-0s follow me home

Ridin' on bones, independent, got me grindin' on poles

I'm in the zone, nobody know the way my bearings will roll

The rodes of

LA got me

Curious George

My parents is pissed off 'cause

I never come home

Why don't you clones just leave me alone

Now, it's just one of those thangs

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid

Always on the grind (skate, skate)

Say it's just one of those thangs

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid

Always down to ride (skate, skate)

This chick she said she digs my rip game, stay grashin'

Yea the kid thick, plus he kick flip the big change, mashin'

Fat tracklist, pull her over just fo' practice

The wind up pitch, she call it

MacTwist We ridin', grindin' till the wheels fall off

We power slidin', 7-20 that plan

The profit is logical, nothing out of our reach

We call highly impossible

Gettin' insane, brane, meng it's frightening

The way she got me switchin' lanes

I call it half pipin' it, lots of it

Then when she done,

I call that pop shove it

Far East,

Big BlackSil, you gotta love it

This is on a daily album, calenders face it

It's dangerous

Skate, skate

Now, it's just one of those thangs

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid

Always on the grind (skate, skate)

Say it's just one of those thangs

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid

Always down to ride (skate, skate)

That's all we do, we do

Skate, skate [X4]