[Verse 1]
I've been through some shit, you n***as can't relate
Walked through the fire and looked the devil in his face, huh
Watchin' for they hits 'cause these n***as snakes
How I made it out this shit? I took that leap of faith
Play my cards, keep my poker face, this shit ain't nothin', n***a
You ain't gon' never be happy watchin' them other n***as
Ayy, two Virgils, keep that shit a hunnid, n***a
Ayy, this shit personal, out here tryna hunt a n***a
Block bangin', my stomach touchin'
You ain't official for me, hood boy, don't get killed for nothin', ayy
Never catch me clubbin', dawg, I'm countin' hundreds, ayy
They tell me count my blessings, shit, I'm countin' money
I make the city look good
Long Beach, in my city I'm Suge
They sendin' threats and I'm wishin' they would, huh
Ain't at my best, but they wishin' they could
Like, damn, when this young n***a get so good? I'm on my shit, n***a
Mama baby wasn't raised to be no bitch n***a
Like this car automatic, but we got stick with us
Like, why n***as hatin'? Boy, come get rich with us
Send some shots at his frame, he get the big picture

[Chorus]
Huh, on the late night
Young n***a grindin' to get this cake right
I never said it's right, I'm just livin' life
If you need that shit, I got it for a cheaper price
Pray to God and then I get my hustle on
Weight up on my shoulders, put some muscle on
GlobalTel some money on my phone
I do this for my n***as who ain't comin' home
[Verse 2]
Huh, Wayside, that's the Thunderdome
N***a, you better get your tussle on
Never worked for the city, but know how to serve a zone
N***as on some sucka shit, but bro, to each his own
That ain't the type of shit that we be on
I'm on some hustle so I never need a loan
I'm on some family, my daughter, I can't leave alone
So if a n***a in the way, then we gone get 'em gone
Ten years in the game and I'm still going strong
N***as told me I was movin' wrong
Now them same n***as ask if they can come along
They see a n***a gettin' rich up off these songs
They see a n***a gettin' rich up off clothes
Only speak about the hustle 'cause that's all I know
But if you talkin' money, bro, that's all I quote
A n***a gettin' to it, but I need some more

[Chorus]
Huh, on the late night
Young n***a grindin' to get this cake right
I never said it's right, I'm just livin' life
If you need that shit, I got it for a cheaper price
Pray to God and then I get my hustle on
Weight up on my shoulders, put some muscle on
GlobalTel some money on my phone
I do this for my n***as who ain't comin' home