Music: Kwanele Shandu, Nkosinathi Mchunu
Yeah
I've been grinding on my own
Hunting for the
Far away from home
Mama on the
Yeah
Grinding on my own
For the dough
'Way from home
On the phone
I've been grinding on my
(On my own, on my own)
I've been grinding on my
(On my own, on my own)
I've been grinding on my own
Hunting for the dough
Far away from home
Mama on the phone
I told her I've been on the road
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
I've been grinding on my own
Hunting for the dough
Far away from home
Mama on the phone
I told her I've been on the road
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
I've been grinding on my own
Seven days a week
365 days, ain't no way
I'm taking leave
Constantly on the road
Making ends meet
Sleepless nights on the couch
Thinking bout my family
Cause I know they depend on me
**** all the enemies
Got bigger fish to fry
For them I got no energy
I might be Martin Luther King
The way I have the dream
They say talk is cheap
Proof that nothing is for free
Grinding for the wants and needs
Searching for the peace
The game is on the master lock
But nigga I'm the key
The vision has unleashed
The goal is to succeed
Swear to God I ain't gonna stop
Till my greatness is achieved
I got tricks up in my sleeve
I'm the man, I can't be weak
Under pressure I won't fold
It's only W's I'll receive
Wake up, hustle and repeat
For a Shandu dynasty
When it's all said and done
I'll leave em a legacy
I've been
Grinding on my own
Hunting for the dough
Far away from home
Mama on the phone
I told her I've been on the road
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
I've been grinding on my own
Hunting for the dough
Far away from home
Mama on the phone
I told her I've been on the road
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own
Grinding on my own