[singer hums and ad libs for 22 seconds]



[Djay]

Look this is my life, and it's a battle within

I gotta survive, even if I'm sinnin to win

And if I show no remorse I reap the devil's reward

He said he'd, give me riches but I'm lookin for more

When I was young, witnessed my dad, standin for right

Black pride in him even though he passin for white

Took years from my life, now I'm missin the man

Moms on some other shit and now I'm missin the plan

And so I'm... stuck in this fuck-a-marole

All the lessons to a young teen baby was cold

Then my pimpin-ass Uncle put me up on the game

It really ain't no love it's 'bout this, paper mayne

Put me in a position, got me out on a mission

Collectin from the hoes turned on to my pimpin

A nigga from Memphis dealin with life as a struggle

This is the gift I was given so I just live by my hustle



[Chorus x2: Djay (singer, ad libbing at times)]

(Keep hustlin) It ain't over for me, no it ain't over for me

(Keep, flowin) I'ma step my game up and get what's comin to me



[Djay]

Now I'm just gettin by, and it's FUCKIN with me

See others doin big thangs they was nothin to me

I'm seein what I used to be, and it's lookin legit

Got my hands on some music, started FUCKIN with it

Put it down hard, then I started bumpin to this

I let some others get a dose and they was NUTTIN to this

Let me check my connections cause we go back in the day

Say they was lookin for 'dro, heard I was hustlin hay

Got me connin my niggaz, spittin game to my hoes

This my opportunity I feel like anything goes

I was never 'sposed to see the new millenium mayne

And I refuse to let my dad die in vain

So I give it my all, you feel my struggle and pain

If you ain't feelin what I'm spittin trick you late to the game

But the closest ones to me know I'm holdin it down

You gon' feel me one day, we gon' be heard in the town



[Chorus x2.5: singer ad libs to fade]