[Intro: Project Youngin]
DJ Swift on the track
Ooh, ooh, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Project Youngin]
You can't tell me ’bout my struggles, lil' n***a
You wasn't livin’ how I was livin' in them trenches
I'm talkin' about when them hallways was pissed
Anything for a dollar, hustle hard just to get it
Never met my daddy, mama struggled
Motivated me to hit that kitchen
Jumped off the porch, then I dove in
All these n***as wanna rap about using the drugs
This that thug motivation, turn on the stove then
I'ma serve 'em all, 'bout that money ain't no love

[Verse 1: Project Youngin]
Don’t let this light skin fool you, really came out the gutter
N***as served my auntie, so I don’t give a fuck 'bout your mother
I hit that block and had to go and get down harder way
Couldn’t give that hard away
This how I was eatin', thuggin' hard like Tommy Egan
For that money, wasn't no sleepin’, want all the beef up in the vegan
What's with all these rappers gettin' that money, now they feelin' depressed?
Is it the drugs?
I've been chasing this dream so long
Bust my ass, spent a lot of cash
Mama put me out, motivated me, go and get that bag
I'm coming for everything I deserve
Grinding even harder, for the, for the shit I never had
[Chorus: Project Youngin]
You can't tell me 'bout my struggles, lil' n***a
You wasn't livin' how I was livin' in them trenches
I'm talkin' about when them hallways was pissed
Anything for a dollar, hustle hard just to get it
Never met my daddy, mama struggled
Motivated me to hit that kitchen
Jumped off the porch, then I dove in
All these n***as wanna rap about using the drugs
This that thug motivation, turn on the stove then
I'ma serve 'em all, 'bout that money ain't no love

[Verse 2: Trapboy Freddy]
This that baking soda odor, bitch, I'm back on the stove
Mitch done ran out of baggies, gotta go get some more
This that only time you flex up on my block when you stole it
This that serve your uncle auntie shit 'cause everybody smokin'
I stayed down up on that block, I had to get it
Used to sleep up on that block, I watch you leave, I come up in it
I been down my whole life, they ain't surprised that I'm winnin'
I used to be stealin', now I'm worth a couple million
Had to cut them snakes up out my circle, them n***as wasn't with me
Sold crack in every hood I been in, always had it with me
Gotta put that paper up, I'm talkin' stackin' every penny
And don't you never forget it that the money is the mission
[Chorus: Project Youngin]
You can't tell me 'bout my struggles, lil' n***a
You wasn't livin' how I was livin' in them trenches
I'm talkin' about when them hallways was pissed
Anything for a dollar, hustle hard just to get it
Never met my daddy, mama struggled
Motivated me to hit that kitchen
Jumped off the porch, then I dove in
All these n***as wanna rap about using the drugs
This that thug motivation, turn on the stove then
I'ma serve 'em all, 'bout that money ain't no love

[Outro: Project Youngin]
This call is from a federal prison
Ayy, man, I'm down right now but I'll be back soon
Can't hold me down forever
Got a free date, for my brother Project Youngin, man
Can't tell him nothin', man, unstoppable
Grind don't stop, can't nobody grind harder than him, man
He bred with it
Ayy, free my brother out that can, man
Free Chauncey, n***a
Free my motherfuckin' manager, bitch
Yeah, when I hang up, it's over with
You can't call back for an hour, this ain't like the county
These minutes like gold