[Intro] Ayo, it's about time I woke up from my nap, yo Yo, I feel like I've been sleeping on the game just ‘cause A lot of sh**'s been holding me back, you know A lot of times you got to do things in your life That hold you back from what you're trying to accomplish Just got to keep making moves You feel me? [Hook] Better get ya mind right Work, hustle, make moves, pay dues ‘Cause I'm hungry and I need a plate full, uh They trying to hate, let ‘em stay hateful Stay true to who you are, and you'll be thankful Better get ya mind right Work, hustle, make moves, pay dues ‘Cause I'm hungry and I need a plate full, yo They trying to hate, let ‘em stay hateful Stay true to who you are (who you are) [Verse 1] Better get up on your hustle, rapping is the fast life Hot for one minute then you clutching on a flashlight Trying to find your career while you're walking through the darkness Never thought you'd see the day you called yourself a starving artist Record labels are like cannibals, they're chewing on your carca** Starving trying to get a piece of your performance It ain't about the culture. It hasn't been the same Since '97 rappers had a different mind frame I understand evolution. The game will always change But it paid for the better, now we in the ice age Where it ain't about them sk**s, but them iced out chains Gold teeth, turning platinum grills with extended fangs Me? sh**. I'm just trying to do my thing Keeping faith that God is pulling on my puppet strings That's why I stay fly even if you pluck my wings I'm royalty, son. You shouldn't f** with kings [Hook] Better get ya mind right Work, hustle, make moves, pay dues
‘Cause I'm hungry and I need a plate full, uh They trying to hate, let ‘em stay hateful Stay true to who you are, and you'll be thankful Better get ya mind right Work, hustle, make moves, pay dues ‘Cause I'm hungry and I need a plate full, yo They trying to hate, let ‘em stay hateful Stay true to who you are (who you are) [Verse 2] Yo, uh I started rapping, I was trying to find my balance Now I'm here to swipe the gimmicks out that got no kind of talent Yo, my name is Thousand. You heard of me in battles? I still do it, but I'm all about climbing ladders I'm white, so they say I bite styles from Marshall Mathers And to me it's funny ‘cause I only copped his first album I ain't trying to be the next man, I'm trying to find myself My music is the only thing that purified my mental health Uh, you can't stop me, I'll survive an avalanche Melt the ice off wack MCs and pose in my battle stance I've come a long way from copping grams Now I'm twenty-four going through the struggles of a modern man But f** it man, I've got to deal with what is given We all need to keep our balance, that's why the planet's tilted I'm just trying to make a difference so I came to wreck shop Making moves even if shoes were made of cinder blocks [Hook] Better get ya mind right Work, hustle, make moves, pay dues ‘Cause I'm hungry and I need a plate full, uh They trying to hate, let ‘em stay hateful Stay true to who you are, and you'll be thankful Better get ya mind right Work, hustle, make moves, pay dues ‘Cause I'm hungry and I need a plate full, yo They trying to hate, let ‘em stay hateful Stay true to who you are (who you are)