[Chorus]

Hard to follow my dreams workin this 9 to 5

People keep tellin me my check is on the way

So sun up to sundown I'm grindin, tryin to make it by

Prayin for my shift to come and take away the pain

That day is finally here [x3]

New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain,

new wrist, knew that, knew this, finally here

That day is finally here [x2]

New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain

New wrist, knew that, knew this



[Verse 1]

No, no I won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe

I-I-I know it's a struggle, but who the hell g'on do it for me

Who the hell g'on do it free

If I don't get up and bust my ass, that's my motto

I can't put my faith in the lotto, luck don't stay nowhere near where I go

Unless you ride that muthafucka

And you be lucky enough to get away, in the grave

What can I do, what can I say, I tried to get paid

But I got grazed, the bullet went through

But I ain't get paid,

Now what do I appreciate? My J-O-B

Hey boss, I'm comin in late



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Lil cousin got it right? and bike without no frame, ride the same rides without no brain?

Life ain't life, without no shame, if I make it out the hood, damn right I'm gon change

My cell phone number

But the area code still gon be 305 tho

My friends who was my friends just like my kin

Walked em in model?

But please wipe your feet on the rug

You can keep your shoes on, it's all love

Boy let me stop, I'm dreamin too much, now who the hell

'Gon give up a million bucks

Nobody but God, right now I could use me one of them black cards

I'm scarred, I fell apart, I came here with stars, its hard huh?



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

F-F-F-Findin me

That day I been tryin to reach, that pay I been diein to see

Boy them folk wouldn't lie to me

I thought money ain't grow on trees

Depends on the roots, how you plant that seed

They quit, you can't see no leaves

Hold up, I need my versace's

Grace covers of magazines, my mother she proud of me

Myself, I, the one who the haters thought wasn't gon be shit

Big yachts, every day I get seasick, I was broke, the prefix

My book say "Why yall gave that nigga some cash?"

I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? here it goes