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 up my bro quick Come get me fast, Say he got somethings, On his mind to do, Give him about an hour, Then he's coming right through, Heard him beep beep on the horn, Then I ran out, Money on my mind bruh No more handouts Get my pen and pad, I'm about to write some more, Hit that stage then i turn the lights down low, Open up my mouth heard the crowd scream go We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it happen, im on the scheme what u think gon happen Yeah. king spade on the beat i don't need to cheat pull up rii hear let me spit on the beat im that nigga and my flow aint cheap keep on playing i won't let u sleep pull up on the side and steal ur bitch west side nigga let me see me you try let me hit back at you and make you cry haha youngest ina belize city