Wake up in the morning, And I'm downtown Look round the room, And am really’s sad, Touch up on my pocket Gotta make some cash, Call my bro up quick, Come get me fast, Say he got something, On mind he say give me some hour Then he's coming through, Heard him beep the horn, Then I ran out, Money on my mind, No more handouts, Get my pen and pad, I'm about to write some more, Hit that stage then tell them, Turn the lights down low, Open up my mouth, I heard the crowd scream go, We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it happen, We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it happen, Yeah.