I said, wake up, open up shop, get your hustle on Sellin' pills straight out her crib, and break into another home Tryna get in and out, get his double-double on This ain't my story that I'm singin', n***a, but this is another song This probably your uncle's song, probably your big brother's song Your father or your mother's song I understand your circumstance, so in your head, there's nothin' wrong How could you blame how we behave if we ain't paid and ain't gettin' loans? You don't know what's goin' on If you ain't lived through this, seen this ***, then I can't describe Takin' chances so they survive, this don't happen just to take a life In the end, it was all for bread, they used the heat just to make it rise Not sure how to raise a daughter, but they know how to raise the price What you goin' through? Tell a n***a what you goin' through I could probably relate, I could probably be late And still be on time for ya, I could probably spit mine for ya If you don't wanna tell your story, it's the same as yours I hustle early in the morning Wake up, open up shop, get your hustle on Sellin' pills straight out her crib, and break into another home I understand your circumstance, so in their heads, there's nothin' wrong But they don't know what's goin' on, they don't know what's goin' on Wake up, I'm no homie Trapped in the belly of the beast and it's hungry If I can't lay up in the streets, I feel lonely If I gotta break up with the streets, I feel lonely Yeah, you got your car, yeah, you got your gold Your money don't fold, but your mama still at home Fam don't want your dirty money You look clean, but your mother sad Your girl felt neglected, now your daughter got another dad Local block hustler, my father was a customer Moms used to watch him buy his weed, then she would cuss at him Only for the weed, he felt free from that shuttle bus Well, back then, it was prime time, and now I'm on my prime time But Hustler turned pimp, though, he was gettin' pimped, though Not only sellin' his dope, but now he sellin' him foes Not too cautious bout' how he sells, made his way to county jails Now he lonely in them cells, how he felt, it was probably hell He got out, went on that same *** I guess when you're loyal to yourself, then you can't switch But how can you blame kid? Don't know what he was goin' through His hustle is his bread and butter He don't want no other fool But I wake up, open up shop, get my hustle on Wake up early and I'm on, makin' couple records Gettin' reckless on these records To these *** niggas, respect it, go and get it Make a difference, wake up with a new perspective, mother***er Wake up, I know homie Trapped in a belly of the beast and it's hungry If I can't lay up in the streets, I feel lonely If I gotta break up with the streets, I feel lonely Justify the love of mine for life or crime My life and times, it's hard to time I fall in time like all the time And then I dream for a ball of time And then the clock rewind and I Wake up, I know homie I know homie Wake up, I know homie Trapped in a belly of the beast and it's hungry If I can't lay up in the streets, I feel lonely If I gotta break up with the streets, I feel lonely Justify the love of mine for life or crime My life and times, it's hard to time I fall in time like all the time And then I dream for a ball of time And then the clock rewind and I Wake up, I know homie I know homie We ain't choose this type of living, it's what we gotta do All the niggas here is cribbing and dropped out of school Selling drugs, all they pimpin', lots of prostitutes Living in a nightmare, penchym is what you gotta do Wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up Rise and shine, nigga Bro, what you need, bro? What you want, nigga? You tryna hit up the mall? Hit up the mall? Nigga, I got like five dollars, bro, I ain't got no job And I know you broke it to me, bro, so what you talking about, dog? Yeah, that's why I said hit up the mall, nigga Get your ass up, man, let's roll