[Verse 1: King Ty The Hitmaker]
Its an early morning, my girl yawning
My son crying and we all hungry
These n***as turning broke tryna get rich
Ain't that some sh**, you screaming life a b**h
Now you mad as hell you can't pay yo rent
And thats real, f** how you feel
f** what you say, f** what you heard
And f** what hear my n***a
Tell me where the bread at, matter fact, show me where yo bread at
I know some n***as that will really blow yo head back
Real sh**, i can't believe i said that
Cause knowing you, you prolly where feds at
Im in yo b**h whip tell me where her head at!