I’ve been up all night, tryna get it right I’ve been work work work work working on my shit… Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live I’ve been work work work work working on my shit… Now get this work…
You can hate it or love it Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I’m trusting Thorough bread in a mud brick before the budget White chick on that Pac shit My Passion was ironic And my dreams were uncommon Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me Robbed blind basically raped me Ran through the bullshit like a matador Just made me madder and adamant to go at em And even the score So, I went harder… Studied the Carters till a deal was offered Slept cold on the floor recording At 4 in the morning and now I’m passion the bar Like a lawyer Immigrant, art ignorant Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit Hate be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence Too late, now I’m in this bitch! You don’t know the half This shit get real Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins What you call that? Head over heels.
No money, no family Sixteen in the middle of Miami