[Hook]
On the hustle, I'm just looking for them better days
On the grind until he put me in a better place
Make my mother quit her job is what I wanna do
Fame, Fortune and the Love, yeah I want it too
[Verse]
My mind going, got my ink-pad and ashtray
Got more sh** to talk about than on my last tape
Like when one of my mans I used to roll with
Started rapping on his own and did some joke sh**
Tried to disrespect the name to make his own lane
What n***as do for attention is a damn shame
Lets talk about why my n***a had to do time
Real talk, I ain't think he did that type of crime
Reminiscing the moments that we was having
Coming smack at b**hes, smoking, cooling and laughing
That fame you can have it, only want if I'm with my team
Snapback chilling, bumping Boosie, sippin on some lean
It don't matter the hustle, I'm focused on the green
I could have the same work ethic with a triple beam
You n***as dream about the sh** I made reality
Thirsty for them b**hes while I develop my salary
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
These mothaf**as in they feelings cause a n***a shining
Just acknowledge the fact, this n***a really grinding
Put my focus to this music, now this sh** a pa**ion
The sh** I used to dream about is really bout to hapepn
I'm in another zone right now, Im f**ing booming
Instead of hating, you should watch the sh** I'm f**ing doing
I put my phone on silent when I hit the stu
Every n***a I need with me here, thats the f**ing truth
Mason Taylor, Mi$tro, and that n***a Phon
And I don't need a drug for me to start feeling gone
I do this off the sober and the people feel it
I turn my mic up loud so the people hear it
Shoutout my n***a Daquon, boy we almost there
Shoutout my n***a George Byrd what the f** it do
Shoutout my n***a P, bruh we bout to get the money
Shoutout the whole Stafford County for supporting too
[Hook]