No time for playing in the sheets
Gotta go hard an grind in these streets
Chasing a dream
Wanting that cream
I just want my family to eat
So I stay steady on my two feet
No one can change my mind
I keep focus on my grind
The things I've done should of gotten me time
So I choose to write or put into rhyme
Never wanting to see defeat I want to be a part of the elite
Nothing better that that green cheddar
See I wasn't born to be a beggar
The roots have been planted
It can never been recanted
I am running this race
Gotta be in first place
Never will I quit I am going to make this fit
Cut from a hustler...