Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
I'll prolly die, why
Cause Imma man who has ambitions
I'll prolly die because I'm a good man wit great intentions
I'll definitely die because I'm a teacher seeking generations
Pray that I don't die before my time so I can reach the nations
Patience
In these streets they'll never show you love
Preparation
Cause even by your own kind you will be judged
Aggravations
Cause when you do your best you'll have to do better
Separation
Follow my examples to the letter
Dear Jayden
I hope to see you for your graduation
But if I don't make it
You and Kayden
Keep smiles on their faces
Imma king
And kings aren't really welcomed in The America's
They're not sparing us
It's like an story out of exodus
Dear Lord
Bless us wit discretion not to blow this doe
And Bless us wit the strength not to f*ck wit hoes
And Bless us wit the gift of real loyalty
You know the type we face in life we pay that lawyer fee
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Can y'all all bow y'all heads and pray
That I'll make it back home to my kids by the end of the day
My man's just got knocked he in the feds by the way
His little man 16 he got a kid on the way
And he ain't trying to hear shit
He trying to get it by the weigh
So I let him get his money then I send him on his way
Cause If something happened to you round this bitch I ain't going to play
I'll probably make the news and y'all all'll see my face
And I'll be where his pops is by the end of the day
My Grandma worried about me all she do is cry and pray
Wit the world on my shoulders you don't know about this weight
Look I'm coming up on the bottom only way up for me is straight
I was eating off the ground like I didn't know about no plates
You was forced to use your manners I was using animal traits
So when I die
Tell the kids don't cry at my wake
Cause yo daddy did what I did for y'all to be straight
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
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Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
I'll prolly die, why
Cause Imma man who has ambitions
I'll prolly die because I'm a good man wit great intentions
I'll definitely die because I'm a teacher seeking generations
Pray that I don't die before my time so I can reach the nations
Patience
In these streets they'll never show you love
Preparation
Cause even by your own kind you will be judged
Aggravations
Cause when you do your best you'll have to do better
Separation
Follow my examples to the letter
Dear Jayden
I hope to see you for your graduation
But if I don't make it
You and Kayden
Keep smiles on their faces
Imma king
And kings aren't really welcomed in The America's
They're not sparing us
It's like an story out of exodus
Dear Lord
Bless us wit discretion not to blow this doe
And Bless us wit the strength not to f*ck wit hoes
And Bless us wit the gift of real loyalty
You know the type we face in life we pay that lawyer fee
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Can y'all all bow y'all heads and pray
That I'll make it back home to my kids by the end of the day
My man's just got knocked he in the feds by the way
His little man 16 he got a kid on the way
And he ain't trying to hear shit
He trying to get it by the weigh
So I let him get his money then I send him on his way
Cause If something happened to you round this bitch I ain't going to play
I'll probably make the news and y'all all'll see my face
And I'll be where his pops is by the end of the day
My Grandma worried about me all she do is cry and pray
Wit the world on my shoulders you don't know about this weight
Look I'm coming up on the bottom only way up for me is straight
I was eating off the ground like I didn't know about no plates
You was forced to use your manners I was using animal traits
So when I die
Tell the kids don't cry at my wake
Cause yo daddy did what I did for y'all to be straight
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
I'll prolly die, why
Cause Imma man who has ambitions
I'll prolly die because I'm a good man wit great intentions
I'll definitely die because I'm a teacher seeking generations
Pray that I don't die before my time so I can reach the nations
Patience
In these streets they'll never show you love
Preparation
Cause even by your own kind you will be judged
Aggravations
Cause when you do your best you'll have to do better
Separation
Follow my examples to the letter
Dear Jayden
I hope to see you for your graduation
But if I don't make it
You and Kayden
Keep smiles on their faces
Imma king
And kings aren't really welcomed in The America's
They're not sparing us
It's like an story out of exodus
Dear Lord
Bless us wit discretion not to blow this doe
And Bless us wit the strength not to f*ck wit hoes
And Bless us wit the gift of real loyalty
You know the type we face in life we pay that lawyer fee
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Can y'all all bow y'all heads and pray
That I'll make it back home to my kids by the end of the day
My man's just got knocked he in the feds by the way
His little man 16 he got a kid on the way
And he ain't trying to hear shit
He trying to get it by the weigh
So I let him get his money then I send him on his way
Cause If something happened to you round this bitch I ain't going to play
I'll probably make the news and y'all all'll see my face
And I'll be where his pops is by the end of the day
My Grandma worried about me all she do is cry and pray
Wit the world on my shoulders you don't know about this weight
Look I'm coming up on the bottom only way up for me is straight
I was eating off the ground like I didn't know about no plates
You was forced to use your manners I was using animal traits
So when I die
Tell the kids don't cry at my wake
Cause yo daddy did what I did for y'all to be straight
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route
Tryna to make sure they straight before they take me out
They can't take me out
Writer: Joshua Harris, Newt Jackson III
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid