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, 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 ll p 1 p my mind, No more handouts, Get my pen and pad,11 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. I download the app Just to see what I could do with it, I upload a beat Now I really found some use with it, Explored through my thoughts Now my bars made a ruler fit, Brighter than ever What I saw like a solar eclipse, Listen to the flow Never thought that I had it, Practice makes perfect Came here like magic, Cleaner than ever So far from a static, This should get me forward Instead of being in a tragic.