[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!