[Intro]
Yeah
You know me man, I gotta hustle, I gotta do what I gotta do you know I'm sayin'
If I can't get it this way, I get it that way
You know
I gotta eat, man
(Here come the pain!)

[Chorus]
If I can't eat man if I can't shine
It's just a matter of time (The fuck man)
Before I back out runnin' round (Damn man) wit my nine (It's fucked up out here, man)
'Cause I gotta get mine

[Verse]
You know how drought feel, fiends around n***as ain't got work
Stains from my vultures, grape drink on my t-shirt
Blowin' whites back and forth, beat walkers on the block
N***as watchin' bootleg flicks in the barber shop
Tony he was up in there, talkin' 'bout dis and dat
Sayin' n***as owe him money they gon' pay or get clapped
Man when it come to the bread n***as know what I'm about
N***a owe me 7 grams I'm tryna air his ass out
Call the connect four times, this n***a ain't callin' back
All of sudden it's pumpin' now that n***as ain't got cracks
Banks in the projects fuckin' with bitches that fuck bitches
Tryna get [?] to give him sumthin' in her momma kitchen
This rap shit just came to me son it's like I be havin' visions
After being shot the fuck (Here come the pain!) up I make better decisions
I sat back, taught my soldiers how to re-act
El took my trey pound, and blew Black's heart out his back
The beef don't mean nuttin' to me
Son I'm always in drama, shit I say in my rap is real, I put that on my momma
Say a prayer before I sleep
Lord bless me with some cake but if I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take
[Chorus]
If I can't eat man if I can't shine
It's just a matter of time (Thank you)
Before I back out (Thank you, thank you) runnin' round wit my nine (Thank you, thank you)
'Cause I gotta get mine

[Outro]
I like to thank the Lord for makin' me special
Like to thank everybody for enjoying my voice
For enjoying my talent
Thank you