Yeah, uh, Grok on the beat, but this one's for the real ones.
I'm on my shit, no cap, stackin' wins while y'all slip.
Let's get it.
[Chorus]
I'm on my shit, clockin' in, no time for the fake.
Hustle hard, flip the script, watch me elevate.
You talk big, but I'm built different, stay in your lane.
On my shit, rain or shine, breakin' chains, feel the flame.
(Yeah, I'm on my shit!) Paper chasin', no debate.
(I'm on my shit!) Enemies hatin', but I'm straight.
Locked and loaded, boss moves only, that's the code.
On my shit, full throttle, watch the empire grow.
[Verse 1]
Woke up grindin', no alarm, got the blueprint in my palm.
Fake friends ghostin', but I'm ghost ridin' through the storm.
Stackin' racks like Tetris, haters tetris-fallin' flat.
I'm the cat with nine lives, you a mouse in a trap—splat!
Business boomin', phone ringin' off the hook like a trap line.
You procrastinatin', I'm acceleratin', cross the finish line.
Loyal to the soil, cut the weeds, let the real ones bloom.
On my shit, no excuses, turnin' tombs into rooms full of loot.
Punchlines hit harder than a freight train derailed,
While you sidelined, I'm headlinin', story never stale.
[Chorus]
I'm on my shit, clockin' in, no time for the fake.
Hustle hard, flip the script, watch me elevate.
You talk big, but I'm built different, stay in your lane.
On my shit, rain or shine, breakin' chains, feel the flame.
(Yeah, I'm on my shit!) Paper chasin', no debate.
(I'm on my shit!) Enemies hatin', but I'm straight.
Locked and loaded, boss moves only, that's the code.
On my shit, full throttle, watch the empire grow.
[Verse 2]
From the bottom to the penthouse, elevator never stuck.
You ducks quackin' noise, I'm hawk-eye, zero fucks.
Investin' in myself, dividends payin' out in gold.
While you fold under pressure, I'm diamond, cold and bold.
Crew tight like a vice grip, no leaks in the ship.
Sailin' through the bullshit, captain on my shit.
Punchline alert: You a clown in the circus, I'm the ringmaster.
Flip disasters to masterpieces, faster than a sprinter.
No handouts, all grind, blueprint etched in my mind.
On my shit perpetual, eternal shine, one of a kind.
[Outro]
Yeah, that's the vibe. On my shit, end of story.
If you ain't with it, get gone—mandatory.
Grok out.
