[Intro Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Wake up on my grind, I thank God that I'm alive
I ain't got no 9 to 5 but I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I thank God that I'm alive
I don't got no 9 to 5 but I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Nah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Nah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Blanco, Nipsey)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Tha Jack)

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
Fresh up out the hall for bitin' a n***a nose off
Back in population with gangstas who barely doze off
Try and make 'em think you a killer but said you all talk
Try and be patiently waiting until we called up
Hella people locked right now, they all dark
Never could erase who we were, cold thoughts
Race through my third eye
N***as gettin' L's who don't deserve life
For tryin' to keep his kids' neighborhood nice
If he could take it all back, he'd probably do what's right
But it's over, so he schooled his soldiers with a date
About the new world's secret agenda
And it all starts here in this place that you've entered
Take a look around, see, they made it for n***as
Pray you make it home, man, 'cause this ain't livin'
How your world fallin' and be so gifted?
You could see the worst right here in them prisons, n***a
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Wake up on my grind, I thank God that I'm alive
I ain't got no 9 to 5 but I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I thank God that I'm alive
I don't got no 9 to 5 but I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Yeah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Yeah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Look)

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
Fresh to the death, fly 'til we die
On the road to riches, I've arrived at Cloud 9
Foil on my wall in the kitchen with my nine
Choppin' work, I had a dream I'd sell records like Sublime
Money over bitches, that's the hustler's design
And self-made success is like sniffin' up a line
I was the underdog that ain't nobody wanna sign
Now I'm the hottest n***a out my city, next in line
Mo' grind, mo' shine, less time for the bullshit
Act up if you want, put your face upon the pulpit
Only closed caskets, I'm givin' you the full clip
Here to let you know, I ain't the one to fool wit': Get it
Hussle, n***a, I don't even understand these bitches
'Cause broke ain't a word that exist in my manuscriptin'
I was helpin' your position, I would have to flip it
Used to wake up in the dope spot with no mattress in it
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Wake up on my grind, I thank God that I'm alive
I ain't got no 9 to 5 but I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I thank God that I'm alive
I don't got no 9 to 5 but I'm not out here wasting time
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5 (Yeah)
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5
Wake up on my grind, I ain't got no 9 to 5

[Verse 3: Blanco]
I wake up, I make up, I'm ballin', bitch
Get your weight up, no, wait up, I'm hoggin' this shit
So straight up, you haters, is all on my dick
She caked up, she break it up, she roll me my spliff, yeah
Yeah, I'm countin' by hun'eds by the hun'eds
I only smoke joints but I'm feelin' kinda blunted
You did it, I done it, you walk it, I run it
I rise, you plummet, your stack lookin' stunted, ugh
And I keep one hun'ed
I know I'm gonna make it, I can feel it in my stomach
They ask about Guerrilla, and how was it funded
Don't ask about no packs if you still get 'em fronted
And I be goin' dumb wit' it
And after ten mil' then I'm done wit' it
And I be goin' dumb wit' it
And after ten mil' then I'm done wit' it
Haha, yeah, Guerrilla, bitch