Hard to follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5
People keep tellin me my check is on the way
So sun up to sundown I'm grindin, tryin to make it by
Prayin for my shift [bad word] and take away the pain
That day is finally here (x3)
New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain,
New wrist, knew that, knew this, finally here
That day is finally here (x2)
New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain
New wrist, knew that, knew this

[Verse 1:]
No, no I won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe
I-I-I know it's a [bad word]  but who the [bad word] g'on do it for me
Who the [bad word] g'on do it free
If I don't get up and bust my [bad word]  that's my motto
I can't put my faith in the lotto, luck don't stay nowhere near where I go
Unless you ride that [bad word] 
And you be lucky enough to get away, in the grave
What can I do, what can I say, I tried to get paid
But I got grazed, the bullet went through
But I ain't get paid,
Now what do I appreciate? My J-O-
Hey boss, [bad word] in late

 [bad word] 

[Verse 2:]
Lil cousin got it right? and bike without no frame, ride the same rides without no brain?
Life ain't life, without no shame, if I make it out the hood, [bad word] right I'm gon change
My cell phone number
But the area code still gon be 305 tho
My friends who was my friends just like my kin
Walked em in model?
But please wipe your feet on [bad word] 
You can keep your shoes on, it's all love
Boy let me stop, I'm dreamin too much, now who the [bad word] 
? Gon give up a million bucks
Nobody but God, right now I could use me one of them black cards
I'm scarred, I fell apart, I came here with stars, it's hard huh?

 [bad word] 

[Verse 3:]
F-F-F-Findin me
That day I been tryin to reach, that pay I been diein to see
Boy them folk wouldn't lie to me
I thought money ain't grow on trees
Depends on the roots, how you plant that seed
They quit, you can't see no leaves
Hold up, I need my versace's
Grace covers of magazines, my mother she proud of me
Myself, I, the one who the haters thought wasn't gon be [bad word] 
Big yachts, every day I get seasick, I was broke, the prefix
My book say "Why ya'll gave that [bad word] some cash? "
I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? here it goes