Mitty Fresh ft. Sade - Slow Grind Empire

Yo, yo, yo… slow grind but the shine timeless, feel me?

Mitty Fresh, Sade the Silk Worm—real bosses move quiet, real Gs take they time wit’ it.

Uh-huh…! Nocturnal! We Live! Let’s go!

They said I move too slow, I said “Boy, watch ya tone”

Every step I take, make the whole city moan

Drip like I slid through the Amazon zone

Diamonds sittin' heavy, got the jungle on my throne

Sloth in a Rolls, velvet seats match my robe

Gold tooth shinin’ like a light post, whoa

Movin’ through the city like a chess piece—strategic

Told ‘em "Y’all could rush it, I’ma own it when I reach it"

Look at the clock—that’s my pace, my time

Move like the moon, but my glow stay prime

Slow but I’m rich, got the plug on recline

Sade roll the silk, now my suits look divine

We don’t rush nothin’, we just build up the power (Power)

Patience is a king’s tool, empire in an hour (Empire)

Slow grind, big shine, make ‘em all cower (Cower)

Run up the city—we the bosses of the towers (Let’s go!)

Cocoon full of riches, turn the thread to the digits

I don’t crawl, I levitate, got the web in my business

Lace up the streets like I sew ‘em with precision

Mitty Fresh the Sloth, I’m the queen, no division

I don’t talk, I just weave my way through the scene

My silk run the block, got the shooters in Supreme

Elegant, deadly, yeah, I do it for the team

Pull up in a Phantom, watch ‘em bow to the queen

Movin’ like a whisper, but my name in the wind

Put a tax on the hustle, you can’t step in my den

While they rushin’ they wealth, I just stack and ascend

We ain’t movin’ too slow, we just watch where we win

We don’t rush nothin’, we just build up the power (Power)

Patience is a king’s tool, empire in an hour (Empire)

Slow grind, big shine, make ‘em all cower (Cower)

Run up the city—we the bosses of the towers (Let’s go!)

Look at my wrist—it move like the hands of fate (Uh-huh)

(Sade)

Yeah, they runnin’ to the money but the cash still wait (Uh)

(Mitty Fresh)

We the landlords, make ‘em pay rent in the States

(Sade)

Got the silk wrapped tight, let the soft threads lace

I be chillin’ but the aura stay loud (Woo)

(Sade)

I don’t run, but my name draw crowds (Yeah)

(Mitty Fresh)

They be flexin’, but they move too wild

(Sade)

Slow step, but we still on the prowl (Facts!)

Mitty Fresh, Silk Worm—bosses in the jungle

Every step we take, make the whole block rumble

Creep up in ya city, draped in gold, we humble

But don’t mistake patience for weak—we crumble (Facts!)