The times are getting tough, trying to make ends meetAnd I'm working double time just to stay on my feetMy bills are piling up, there's no food to eatAnd my landlord's just about to throw me out on the streetAnd I'm feeling so stressed, this is no way to liveBut still I have hope, like something's gotta giveCollectors calling me, threatening legal action*** is getting worse, kinda like a chain reactionI gotta find a way to get some money passedCause I'm tired of being broke and being strapped for cashIt keeps on getting worse, how much longer will it last?I gotta get to work, but I'm running low on gasI'm glad I got a girl who could always hold me downAnd always bring me food, every time she comes aroundIf I didn't have her, I don't know where I would beCause when things get tough, she stands right beside meYeah I know you miss me, blowing up my phoneI'm trying to get that money, can't wait till I get homeI'm in the streets hustling, feeling so aloneAnd I'm so stressed out, I can't wait to get blownYeah I know you miss me, blowing up my phoneI'm trying to get that money, can't wait till I get homeI'm in the streets hustling, feeling so aloneAnd I'm so stressed out, I can't wait to get blownI hate my stupid job, calling people on the phoneTrying to talk them into refinancing their homeAnd I ain't selling nothing as the months go byThe closing company, I went to work to say goodbyeNow I'm unemployed, got a 40 ticket twistedThere's a letter on my door, telling me that I'm evictedBut it's all good, cause my room ain't tacked by bitchesThey never clean the bathroom, let alone wash the dishesSo now I need a job in a new place to stayI'm out driving around, looking for a job all dayI started selling cars so I could get a checkI gotta do something cause my life is just a wreckTime goes by and I ain't selling ***And the next thing you know they shut down the dealershipAnd as it turns out those dumb fucks knew ***Especially my GM, he was a little bitchYeah I know you miss me, blowing up my phoneI'm trying to get that money, can't wait till I get homeI'm in the streets hustling, feeling so aloneAnd I'm so stressed out, I can't wait to get blownYeah I know you miss me, blowing up my phoneI'm trying to get that money, can't wait till I get homeI'm in the streets hustling, feeling so aloneAnd I'm so stressed out, I can't wait to get blownAs you know by now that I've been down on my luckBut I'm not the type of guy that's just gonna give upCause I done come too far for me to turn back nowIf there's a way out of this I'ma find out howNow I got a new job but it's just part timeI love it but it's just not enough to get byThe next thing you know they got me working full timeI'll soon be balling with that money on my mindI paid all my bills and my credit cardsDamn, now it seems like my life is turning over