Basically, I wake up at nine o'clock in the morning, go to different record stores, go to the studio, think up different ideas for songs. Just workin'.
I'm living everyday like a hustle. Another drug to juggle. Another day, another struggle.
Sticks and stones may break bones, but the Gat will kill you quicker.
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothing.
Growing up in the streets of Bed-Stuy, it was hard, yo.
What happens on that corner happens on every corner.