Hook: Nas
On the real
All you crab n***as know the deal (X9)
Verse 1:
I'm waking up
I don't even wanna get up
But I got goals
Brushed my teeth and hop in some clothes
Moms on the road
7 am traffic caused the tempo to be slow
So I popped my earphones
No such thang as a stereo
Know what I'm saying ?
I get tired of the same sh** they already played
I get to school
Not even pa** the door
I'm already hearing people
Being immature
I could be in the studio
Making tracks or dropping them
Instead I'm stuck in school
Surprise that I'm out of
Algebra 2
The only I learn In high school
Is everybody not your friend
Fallouts tend to happen
But where does that begin?
I get out of school
Hop on the rail
And head to work
Even tho
4 hours and a half still ain't enough
But I gotta make this bread
I ain't tryna see myself
Live off some spread
(Hook)
Verse 2:
Hip hop has been inspired in my life
Whether I was feeling down
Or left out
I would just write
Raise in the nawf side
The block of the hard knocks
n***as I grew up
Got work in they pockets
Rolled up in a knot
Police be rolling through the hood
Looking to raid a spot
That ain't nothing new
That's just a daily basis
Walk through Main Street
You see bums
Down the corner
Pipe out and getting wasted
Or a fiend
Dodging a case
By being chased by the jakes
Few minutes later
On the news
Mugshot with its face
For 6 years
I walk everyday
Smelling piss and being asked for
Spare change
In the middle of 10th grade
I moved out the hood
Hopefully life would be the same
But it didn't
sh** is different
Not big but independent
I kept it lowkey
Cause n***as didn't know
I was gifted
No one will listen
So I put my mind to the pen
Started crafting a message
Took them awhile
But I pa** this test
Took a few guesses
I remember being raised with a silverware
Now I'm grinding my a** off
Till I reach some where
(Outro: Joey Bada$$)
Since 9 5, Momma been workin 95