Wake up in the morning, And I'm in the bed, Look around the room, And the feeling’s happy look at my pockets, Gotta make some cash, Call my bro up quick, Come get me fast, Say he got somethings, On his mind to do, Give him about an hour Then he's coming through, Heard him beep the horn, Then I ran out, Money on my mind, no more delays delays delays delays Get my something, I'm about to write some more, Hit that stage then tell them, Turn the lights down high Open up my mouth, I heard the crowd scream go, We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it going We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it going Yeah.