(Lil` O talking)
Uh, put out the struggle, put out the struggle, for those that hustle
I reminisce when
(Chorus - 2x)
That`s all we had, five on a dime, two on some gas
Couldn`t get no hoes cause we didn`t have no cash
But still we was alive, so still we was glad
Cause that`s all we had
[Lil` O]
I remember scoring fifty pack wrapping my rocks and plastic
Slanging this up to dopefiends when times got drastic
Just a young nigga trying to shine and have shit
And turn my chump change into a million like magic
My situation tragic, my pockets was hurting
And player ain`t nothing worse than a broke nigga flirting
I can`t forget the day, Karen till he pulled up swerving
My mouth, dropped when I seen Corey blunt suburban
I said it got to be a feeling man
To ride on 20`s, screens hanging from the ceiling man
Crawling turning hoes heads like a ceiling fan
A youngster wishing he was balling got to feel my pain
But still I said, hold your head nigga
Cause one day you gone shine and roll red nigga
Just keep your business on the low and don`t full fled nigga
Real g`s, pay they dues, so thank god
For your life and grind to get there fool
(Chorus - 2x)
[Big Pokey]
I remember `fore, trust me, no bus fee
Not even a hot dollar to my M-A and me
It ain`t no joke g, when a nigga broke see
Seem like nobody know me, so I stay low key
Riding it out, like a O.G.
Mash and put it up, like a nigga told me
By all means, I`ma mash to get it
And I`ma mash for my cash till I mash and hit it
Got to stash to stay with it, keep you a bang
`Fore you make a move, think, stay sharp as a shank
And the room display, we got dues to pay
If we don`t live for tomorrow, we gone lose today
Who`s to say, that you can`t succeed
Set your mind to achieve, with the knowledge you retrieve
Always believe and have faith in the man
Everything will go according to plan, knowI`msaying
(Chorus - 2x)
[Lil` O]
See when you broke, hoes act funny
That`s why most niggas grind hard to stack money
We was skinny niggas, trying to get fat tummies
All I wanted was a cadillac and bad honies
But still a player had to take his time
Cause young niggas go to the penn for trying to shine
I`ve seen boys get twenty years for slanging dimes
Out here thinking it`s a game, boy you out of line
And now you doing time
[Big Pokey]
But I got to grind
And mash for this paper cause I got to shine
And watch theses hating ass niggas so I cock the nine
And keep my business on the low, cause they drop the dime
And for real nigga I ain`t lying, that fast money, shoe box stash money
One way street, cause you really a crash dummy
Cash money, it`s M-O-E
And nigga, I`m just glad to be free
(Chorus - 2x)
