Grind'n'Glow

Snap the laces, set the tone Gold on the wrist,

but the field my home Smooth with the read,

let the pocket breathe {cold open,

sparse tag ad-libs}

Quarterback smooth, no panic in the paint Callin' every bluff,

I can smell what they ain't Step up in the lane,

put the play on a rope Cool under pressure,

still feedin' the hope Art of the game,

every move got class Footwork too clean,

make the rush run past Scoreboard talk,

let the numbers say more Star on the rise,

still hungry for more (yeah)

{main verse enters} He don't force that throw,

he place that shine Whole team lock in when it's game-time Money

on the line, still calm in the face That star get bright

when he step in space (ay) {build,

rising tension} My quarterback smooth,

he gold in

the rush Money play made,

now the whole crowd up

Art in the arc,

every pass too plush Star in the frame,

put the score on us My quarterback smooth,

never break, never budge Big game talk,

we deliver, not luck Art of the game and the ring in

reach When a star touch down,

let the whole house jump

(hey) (yeah) {hook lands hard} He read the safety,

seen the corner tilt

Dropped that dime like a custom-built quilt

Chain on chill, but the mind on fire

Led the whole drive,

took the stakes up higher

Competition real, so the edge stay sharp

Talk with the pads,

let the weak boys bark

From the red zone line to the bank-roll count

He turn small gains to a large amount Craft in the wrist,

poise in the stance Every snap look easy,

that's a star by chance No,

star by work, all reps,

all grit When the lights come on,

that's where legends sit

{second verse, fuller percussion} Pressure get thick,

but the hand stay still

Champion calm with a champion will

This more than shine,

this study and aim A star get built in the heat of

the game (oh)

{brief breakdown, bass drops then returns} My quarterback smooth,

he gold in the rush Money play made,

now the whole crowd up

Art in the arc,

every pass too plush

Star in the frame,

put the score on us My quarterback smooth,

never break, never budge Big game talk,

we deliver, not luck Art of the game and the ring in

reach When a star touch down,

let the whole house jump (hey) (yeah) {final hook,

extra doubles}

Game in my hand,

art in my stride Star on the board,

let the numbers ride (alright)

{coda, beat tails out}