I like to dream about gettin' paid No time for slippin' no time to get Got to get mine, get it the tec-9 on the come up, come up, come up Ya see, ain't gettin' no better my momma Want to on another job, but I won't let her Raised up without my 'cause he left me in eighty four I was to hard for my to deal with me so i Slung all night, and all day figure out, how I turned out that way Somebody come and help me, my is all ready in the grave What it take for a nigga to get paid born with no silver spoon in my mouth Without a doubt I'm Fuck doin' bad, I'm smugglin' But never the less, I got to get my out of there I got a job, just to show her I care The hate'n gettin' bad but it's good These is schemin' on me they up to no good Throwin' on me, reppin' on me Talkin' shit to they friend's, think that I'm broke But I stack my end's, the money came quick, it was a lil' dirty I put my money with tee and copped the whole Slangin' that shit like it was hot will it stop My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to like that The dope game is of shady, go to do good for my and my lady, why is time's so hard, I always ask my momma She told me, part of comin' up is to the drama I feel I was put o the test, I ain't fallin' No struggle no progress I'm only about
boy} No no progress when I struggle I can't progress To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the best But you don't hear me though, so I'm a let you know my blue Here we go again up that ladder, in the middle see the gushy attitude, that makes me once o-n-e But some serious business shit known as the nine Patrol on the scene it's it's the I can't let 'em Save up on some cash incas I got to bail Is it a twig, go up to the window at the bail Nigga ain't about the k shut the up or i'ma have to shot See I'm on the real, no grill no just play that third ward boo Now leave it or it all the hoe shit i'ma above it 'cause if it's a I crack yo face mother fuck it no struggle no progress
ya} Comin' up you know a nigga hard Slangin' rock's everyday in the ward The game faded, but it didn't my way 'cause I was to small, I had heart down from the start The age of five, I was an artist, never took the way took the hardest, now I'm twenty one and I'm almost On my feet, can't get no job, I got six teeth What the fuck i'ma do, I'm almost two Motherfuck them white folk's I'm a with the "u" some talent show's then we made a single Drop 6th and baronne then all them hoes wanted to All on a dick, try'na get a nigga end's Never was when I didn't have no dividends Everything I do, I do it my best remember this No struggle no