Wow
Wake up my...
Shock my...
Talk to me now...
Shock to me now...
Come on...
I've played my duels in this game of life
Ain't a damn thing gon' stop me
Refuse to lose
I keep my mind focused
No more grinding on the block hoping
It's plain to see
That everything gotta change
Like the season's in a hit
I'm back on the streets again
And it's time for me to get the win
Got my back against the wall
Ooh, I'm walking a tightrope
I'm trying to find my way to a better life
Oh,
I wanna know what it feels like to be rich, yeah
And set a life's roll at
I dedicate this one to the hood for my
Pastors,
hustlers, out here on the grind
Two of my welfare mothers All my people
locked down in 26th and California
The pimp's pushes,
it don't finish All of my people chasing dreams
Tomorrow's not a guarantee I gotta get up and get something for me
Now before I die,
I got to see it all Big things,
driving big cars
Politicking with stars,
big houses on hills for real And I can't lose
Man,
I got to make it,
I got to get it right I'm tired of being broke up in this hellhole
Trying to figure out what is to make the paper flow
Got my back against the wall Ooh,
I'm walking a tightrope
Welcome to the ghetto And no one here to scream
The children die,
police tripping every day But it's okay,
in the hood
And I dedicate this for sure to my Pastors,
hustlers,
out here on the grind
Two of my welfare mothers All my people
locked down in 26th and California
The pimp's pushes,
it don't finish
All of my people chasing dreams
Tomorrow's not a guarantee I gotta get up and get something for me
Got
myself back together Got
my mind and my soul
Nothing can stop me now, man I'm on my way
Nothing can stop me now Hope tomorrow will be a better day
Gangsters,
hustlers,
out here on the grind Two of my welfare mothers
All my people locked down in 26th and California The pimp's pushes,
it don't finish All of my people chasing dreams Tomorrow's
not a guarantee I gotta get up and get something for me
Gangsters,
hustlers,
out here on the grind Two of my welfare mothers All my
people locked down in 26th and California The pimp's pushes,
it don't finish All of my people chasing dreams
Tomorrow's not a guarantee I gotta get up and get something for me