[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
Young Andre, how I'm playing 3 Stacks
Diddy on the work, tell him, take that
In the kitchen, tryna vision where the cake at
Only would a hot n***a, try to shake back
And if you ain't eating with me, better stay back
Trapping with magazines, all they do is stay packed
Never would I live a lie, I'd rather state facts
I gotta get what I can get until I lay flat
I was somewhere in the gutter where they say it's hard to climb out
You can see it great when your life put on timeout
Always in the hood like it ain't no way to sign out
Streets full of hate, but I guess I had to find out
Now every day its like I'm running out of time
Thinking 'bout my n***as got me running out my mind
Hustle over everything, I'm running on my grind
Hard for me to see, feeling like I'm going blind

[Verse 2: RaRa]
Big bro sold dope, rubbed off on him
Big Boi track, this a boss song
Out in LA, tryna plan my day, need a young rich girl to put her mouth on it
Gained a lot of pain, when I seen this shit
Wasn't like that when I dreamed this shit
Dying by the money and I mean this shit
Blue big face busting out the jeans and shit
The cleanest shit, the green get lit
The hoes in here, the night is young, it's on
You know I got a strap on me, you act on me
You talk that shit, run your lip, you done
Spitting real hard from the heart my n***a
Where I come from shit get hard my n***a
Solid one hunnid, no fraud my n***a
I'm coming out hard, on God my n***a
For my kids, I do that bid
Bankroll Fresh, I do this big
Came on back, the comeback kid
I'm in this bitch, to win this shit
Six hunnid bands in the projects
Looking for a plug in the outlet
Bad ass hoe, with some bad ass kids
That'll suck a n***a dick for an outfit
I ain't got no manners
From a long line of n***as that ain't got no standards
Feel the pain in my boy when you hear my grammar
Young street n***a supposed to be in the slammer
But I made these jammers and it saved my life
And I prayed for it
By the look of my swag I'm made for it
I been trapping all night and all day for it
These whips, these chains, I slaved for it
[Chorus: RaRa]
I woke up this morning
I thank God this morning
Smoke me a blunt this morning
I swear I'm enjoying every moment
Last night, I swear I thought I wouldn't make it
Last night, shit really got real
Last night, got on my knees and prayed that I ain't gotta deal to live
Ya know?

[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]
Chopper on the seat when I ride through
Deadass tell them n***as they can die too
Shit, who the fuck them pussy n***as lied too?
I thought a beautiful struggle, would make you cry too
If I don't make it to the top then Ima try to
Pull the [?] off the lot and tryna buy two
With a bitch tryna see where Ima fly to
If she let my n***a hit it Ima try too
In the slab, the trunk it open and close
All on the block, with drivers who open them do's
??? powder white, like n***as who play with they nose
Tell them fuck the hate, they trippin', I get 'em exposed
Everything is diamonds, the rest of me covered in gold
If it ain't ABN then why in the fuck would I roll
Thuggin' by my lone, I'm knowing you n***as done told
Put you under pressure, I'm knowing you n***as will fold
If you don't rock like me, I'm not your kind
If I ever get jammed up, I do my time
Thinking you gonna speak for me, you out your mind
Bitch n***a you do you, you won't do mine
Everything I spit, make facts it ain't no rhyme
Doing this for time I lost, I can't rewind
N***a, if you cross that line, you pay that fine
Tell 'em I secured the bag, I'm on my grind
[Chorus: Trae Tha Truth]
I woke up this morning, I thank God this morning
Countin up doe this morning
I swear I'm enjoying every moment
Last night, shit I thought I wouldn't make it
Last night, shit really got real
Last night, got on my knees and prayed that I ain't gotta deal to live
Ya know?

[Outro: RaRa]
Was born to die, dying to live out here
Make one bad move you get killed out here
Lost a couple real n***as to the feds or they dead
I just gotta thank God that I'm still out here
Gotta thank God that I'm still out here
Gotta thank God that I'm still out here

[Chorus: Trae Tha Truth]
I woke up this morning, I thank God this morning
Countin up doe this morning
I swear I'm enjoying every moment
Last night, shit I thought I wouldn't make it
Last night, shit really got real
Last night, got on my knees and prayed that I ain't gotta deal to live
Ya know?