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Muddy depressed
A puddle of stress
That's okay Pace you can do your best
I believe in me like an S on my chest
Investing in myself on this musical quest
All I did was sports and skateboard as kid
Of course lotta stamina, thought it was a gift
Till I shitted on it
15 to 28 smoking weed
Really couldn't breathe, seems underneath
Playing video games for five years straight
Bipolar depressed, have no purpose
I'm outta shape on my ass all day
Sat in a pile of shame
I feel embarrassed to say
I let myself get away
Couple J's, smoking weed to the face
Every day since fifteen
See I had to quit so I could breathe and be Pace
I was wheezing now I hit the stage in a blaze
Uncaged for a reason
Edibles fly way to the sky, mind race like a highway
Feel incredible
Make it my way, never settle, I'm flame
Level up my game, real professional
Getting in shape is humbling, I'm hungry
I'm running, my stomach's rumbling, I run free
All out lifting weights every time I train
I'm popping, fighting through the pain
No stopping till I reach my gain
Been through some shit, down in ditch
Did a little digging but I'm not gonna quit
Gave myself a lift straight out of this bitch
Grit, grit, grit, grit, grit, grit
Struggling fears, I'm manic
Not well, years of panic
In hell, tears, can't manage
Feel damaged, can't stand it
Need family, a bandage
Fuck my brain, what to do, I'm insane
Lie in a room, cry for no reason
Why my life is fine, I spy treason
Fried, not alright, happiness is fleeting
Bipolar for five years but I denied it
Tried to hide it, diagnosis
Done lying, trying to find my focus
Was hopeless and roadless
I'm investing to reach my ceiling
Manic‑depressive, sick of the feeling
I'm digesting, meds are healing
Testing them, see what's appealing
Got my mind and body back, oh yeah
Lotta time on the roadmap
Lotta blowback from the foes who didn't know that
I was sick with the flow‑rap
Said I wouldn't be shit, oh yeah
Mental health breaks, graduated late
Great, I'm an advocate, never too late
Grew up at my own rate, no debating
I'm Pace, quit hating
Took a long time to feel I can thrive
I love rap, high‑five, I feel alive
When I snap on the mic, start coming back, I'm trying, I'm fine
Got the heart of a lion
Tongue‑tied till thirty‑one, they snipped it
I let it fly, smoking gun, they clipped it
Gotta try exercises so specific
Love to write, rip the mic ballistic
Sure a serpent's lurking, trying to merk my purpose
Hating on me, worthless, determined to resurface
Was nervous and wordless, I'm certain it's GAWNE
To work his verses, this song wait it's worth it, it's bomb
Head bobbing, you belong, stay mobbing, go strong
Been through some shit, down in ditch
Did a little digging but I'm not gonna quit
Gave myself a lift straight out of this bitch
Grit, grit, grit, grit, grit, grit
Ya‑Ya
Whatchu know about Grit
On that overtime shift
People told me to quit
But I go hard for this shit
Y‑Y‑Y‑You must be dumb
If you think I'ma succumb
I ain't no bum
Bitch and I came from the mud
I don't do this for the love
I just do this shit because
My success is so real, I'm the best in my field
Always get in my bag, never get in my feels
Labels calling my cell but I don't talk about deals
Unless we talking 'bout mills, so y'all need to chill for real
Seen these rappers getting killed so under the belt
I always conceal the steel
Just in case I gotta seal the deal, Shaquille O'Neal
Not joking, no Key and Peele
You wanted smoke then I beat 'em till they scream and yell
I'm probably never going to ever let 'em leave this hell
No serenity is ever gonna be afforded to the enemy
No empathy, I'd rather end 'em when I enter in
I'm ready for like fucking anything
I probably couldn't get beat unless I wanted you to get to me, ah
What you know about grit? I been gritty since a kid
He was raised in the Windy City
It was shitty but I never really had me any pity
I was giddy when I went and made a quarter fucking millie
Kinda silly now I look back
Could scrap so I never took crap
From the fucking bully tryna pull me by the book‑bag
Hit 'em with a hook, jab
Been through shit but I grit my teeth and persistBeen through some shit, down in ditch
Did a little digging but I'm not gonna quit
Gave myself a lift straight out of this bitch
Grit, grit, grit, grit, grit, grit
