Wake up in the morning, And I'm down bad, Look around the room, And the feeling’s sad, Touch up on my pockets, Gotta make some cash, Call my bro up quick, Cuz he’s coming fast, Say he got something to do Give him about an hour, Better yet make it two Then he drops the min on you Cuz he's coming through, Heard him beep the horn, Then I ran it’s true Moneys on my mind, There’s no handouts, Get my pen and pad, Bouts ta write it out Hit da stage Tell them stand down Turn the lights down low, Cause I’m bouts ta blow Open my mouth, Spit the lyrics slow When I come in the crowd knows Heard them screaming like Cecily’s let’s go Cuz I’m rapping,I’m the one make it happen like I’m captain Body soft like satin Cuz I’m rapping, I’m the one Look at this shit it’s platinum Cuz I’m rapping in the one