(Verse 1)

Aw yeah man you know where I was born at
A lot of strain, a lot of pain at your door mat
To live a better life- I’mma head towards that
Every time I’m in the booth, I blackout just like kodak
Die for my city, I would ride for my city
Got the squad in the city, rep the mob in my city
Times are hard in my city, pray to god for my city
I just feel like Bashar al-Assad’s  in my city yeah

(Chorus)
I wake I pray, go grind, get paid
Don’t take, no shit, get yours, self made
I cook, I whip, hit licks, all day
I ain’t got a cent, but I got a lot of faith  x2

(Verse 2)

Robitussin really banned by the government
Too many kids popping caps and they loving it
By the way they're living, I can’t really blame them
They be getting high as a method to escape it
All my brothers, in the kitchen, a lot of crows, a lot of pigeons
You be on the lash, I think it’s funny how they got to whip it
They be melting shoes, get to sniffing and they get to tripping
Got to exodus, am who i am, I am..bition

Chorus
I wake I pray, go grind, get paid
Don’t take, no shit, get yours, self made
I cook, I whip, hit licks, all day
I ain’t gotta cent, but I gotta a lot of faith x2

(Verse 3)
We're just trying to really boom like economy
And all the things they said I couldn’t-  man i gotta be
I duck the 5-0 as I cop currency
Do the math, shave half, that’s that cop currency
Gotta pay them bribes, gotta say them lies
Wanna stay alive, don't be saving money, better save your life
Situations may arise, where you gotta make your mind
I ain’t tripping
I'm just letting you

Know we’re different

How we’re living ah
I pray for the bros taking over
Trying to stretch the product so they're using baking soda
Gotta meet their targets man they gotta make their quota
We’re just making noise hoping someone taking notice
God damn, over these beats wanna be Pac man
You’re living in a bubble, we have in nothing in common
You be on the telly comfortable watching Gok Wan
But back home I know a killer-  we call him Glock Wan

(Chorus)
I wake I pray, go grind, get paid
Don’t take, no shit, get yours, self made
I cook, I whip, hit licks, all day
I ain’t gotta cent, but I gotta a lot of faith x2

(Verse 4)
Okay I’m creature of habit
Gotta understand that I preach what I practice
I just paint my life see these beats are my canvas
I just pray to god I can reach all the masses
Now I’m really going off like i’m trying to save power
And the flow dirty like your girl never take showers
Told my brother in the cut one day everything ours
Said I told my brother one day everything ours

(Chorus)
I wake I pray, go grind, get paid
Don’t take, no shit, get yours, self made
I cook, I whip, hit licks, all day
I ain’t gotta cent, but I gotta a lot of faith x2