every morning I wake up with a loud pack, real gas, gotta make it last, put it out at half, I got a stash, got it in the back, don't tell nobody dat, gotta get my bag, im tryin to make them racks, make my money stack quick fast, now I'm on they ass, I ain't Goin to let them pass, go get my strap, just in case they hoes and they don't want to scrap, quick fast, now I'm on the move aint no Goin back, I have a have a path, and I fear no man who tries to block dat, I'm sick and tired of playing around with these bitches, I said I'm sick and tired of waiting around for these figures, I said I'm sick of tired dealing with snakes with friendly faces, I said I'm sick and tired with being so rational and staying patient, always being a good nigga man dat shit driving me crazy, I be having mix thoughts about the events dat happen daily, I be tryin not to say fuck it and get my gun and start blazin, but I can't go back to jail cause I could never leave my baby. I guess dats just the way it goes, a nigga try to stay in control, I guess only the father knows, the way dat it's Goin go. 4 in the morning is when I'm jumping out of bed, I gotta bust all these moves despite the challenges ahead, I'll never say never I just say wait on it instead, I'm a man with a dream just like another king said, everybody actin tough but it's really all in they heads, I bet if they get caught up then they Goin to tell the feds, I am original og long shirt and baggy pants,I did my time on these streets if you know then you understand, I feel like a villain when I start to rub my hands, play with some pussy cat as I think of a master plan, about how to take the world for me and the fam, then pass it to my baby girl cause she is next to rule the land, ever since I was younger I always knew I was the man, now this is the year for a young nigga to take a stand, I gotta get the racks cause I don't wanna work again, but I have to watch my back cause the ones dat stab it be yo friends, that's why I move in silence I ain't goin to take a L again, if you think it's sweet then you Goin to meet a tragic end, so don't for force me cause I don't want to have to back trend, let me take my seat, get my drink, roll my weed, and let it begin. but i the guess dats the way it goes, I'm trying to get to point where I can finally move slow, I guess only the father the knows what lies ahead but he makes me ready to go.