[Intro]

They say a man don't work, he don't eat
Man don't eat, he starve
If a man starves, he die
Well guess what, I'm Still Alive
I must be doing something right, huh?

[Verse 1]

In the streets for weeks, I can't even get no sleep
Out here on the prowl trying to find something to eat
Trying to quench my thirst, they say "water for the weak"
Trying to reach the top, I got my eyes on the peak
N***as talk about you like what they do is better
Shining on these n***as like brand new leather
N***as act heavy but be lighter than some feathers
This a quiet storm so get ready for the weather
See I'm really from that block and I really tote Glocks
And I really chop blocks, got look-outs for them cops
See, this is not a gimmick I advise you not to mimic
See, them blocks was really rented and my n***as really menace

[Hook]

So how it feel to know a real n***a?
No, how it feel to know a *trill* n***a?
I'm out here in the field
I don't need a deal, I just need a couple mill n***a
I need a couple mills, I need a couple mills
Stomach grumbling I need a couple meals
I need a couple mills
I need a couple mills
I need a couple mills
Stomach grumbling I need a couple meals
I need a couple meals

[Verse 2]

Eat by any means, I come take a n***a dreams
Open enterprise so I'm serving all the fiends
The bottom line is white, the finish line looking green
N***as talking 'bout that action, I know they won't do a damn thing
I'm from the jungle where you rumble for your life
Get the ball, don't fumble I done seen the biggest n***as crumble
Under pressure, waiting for God to bless ya
Keep your eye on them fiends cause the smokers will test ya
Robbing and snitching, live in the kitchen
Turned into a demon when them pies went missing
[If] it wasn't for my son then I'd be robbing n***as left and right
So y'all can thank him cause he the only thing that keep me right

[Hook]